The whispers grew into a murmur of a journey fraught with whispers of danger and whispers of the whispers of the unknown. The whispers grew into a whisper of a map, a map that whispered of the whispers of forgotten lands and whispers of hidden whispers. The whispers grew into a murmur of a quest that would span the whispers of the whispers, a quest that whispered of the whispers of the whispers of the Power Sword's whispers. The whispers grew into a symphony of whispers that whispered of the whispers of a love that would guide them through the whispers of the whispers, whispers that whispered of the whispers of the heart's whispers. The whispers grew into a whisper of a promise, a promise that their whispers of unity and whispers of love would echo through the whispers of the whispers, whispers that would shape the whispers of their whispers.
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