1 |
I was born under a starlit sky, to the soft melodies and misterious whispering of the ocean. |
2 |
My world was a quaint village, where each stone and shell whispered the ocean's mysteries, a place untouched by strangers. |
3 |
My parents were my everything. Father's stories of old gods ignited my imagination, while mother's melodies soothed my soul. |
4 |
The stories I grew up on weren't just tales; they were the seeds of a destiny, calling me to adventures beyond the horizon. |
Final |
You've got the guts to dive into my past, keep that spirit alive! |