Power Source by BakaArts.
“Let your heart grow,” there’s a whisper in the air, a brush across my neck, a shiver that reaches up my spine and shudders through me. “Let your sun glow.” I turn, no one here, only me and my feline companion, but I know there is another presence. The Ethereals, their artefacts, their sources of power and regeneration, the one I’m staring at now, I have uncovered, it is speaking to me through the ether itself, and it is asking me to trust its wisdom.
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