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ㅤ     (FOR SFS PURPOSES ONLY.) Writ upon the bosom of greenwood fair, the tale of thirteen endured where ink could not. The prophecy sleeps in letters none could read, waiting for one—or maybe, more—born of both blade and bloom. Lo, beneath the weeping willow’s shade, @SylvanOth’s meadowlands of destiny was penned in leaf-script and sealed with wind. Standing ready as ever, bound to in word and will. ㅤ     For HFW and MENSIVE purposes, direct your relayed message to @SylvanOthbot. ㅤ