Official Introduction。・゚・

[☘️ENGLISH☘️]

A bard as free as the wind, now residing in the city of dandelions.

The true feelings of the prodigal -The whisperings of the Cecelia..

"I sing to you now of the beauty of all things, seasons come and seasons go, yet the four winds keep their wings. Though the credit is mine, for from my lyre rings, A story that would run cold, were it not for my strings!"

-Venti's singing, from when he becomes inebriated.

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