I miss the taste of bread...

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Elden Ring OST - Shaman Village

Chapter 1: Common Days

Mother, I remember when I was little, and we used to make bread together in the bakery. That fresh dough smell in the air, the laughter we shared as I tried to mimic your skillful movements... You always said I had nimble hands for a child. I felt so proud to be able to help you, even if sometimes more flour ended up on the floor than in the dough. The village was always full of life, and our bread always brought smiles to people’s faces. It was such a happy time, and I felt safe by your side, as if nothing could ever shake us.

Chapter 2: The Dream

Mother, there was one night when I had a strange dream. I was walking through the meadows, and everything seemed so peaceful, but in the distance, I saw a mountain. It wasn’t just any mountain; it felt like it was calling me. As I got closer, I sensed something odd. The mountain was covered by a giant. She was... me. But much larger, as if she touched the clouds. Her hair was red like fire, and there was something about her that filled me with fear. It seemed like a bad omen, something I couldn’t understand at the time. I woke up with my heart racing, but you were there to calm me, and life went on as usual.

Chapter 3: The Fire

Mother, I still don’t understand what happened that night. I was sleeping so peacefully when the smell of smoke invaded my room. When I opened my eyes, everything was on fire. Panic took over, and I couldn’t find you, couldn’t find anyone. Everything was consumed so quickly... And I, helpless, could only run, without looking back. I never knew what caused the fire, but the images of the flames still haunt me. I was the only survivor... And now, what’s left of that village? Only ashes and memories.

Chapter 4: The Mountain

Mother, after the fire, I remembered the dream. The giant, the mountain... There was something in those memories that wouldn’t let me rest. I heard that the mountain is magical, that it grants wishes, but it can’t bring the dead back to life. Even so, something made me believe it could help me, so I set out on a journey. It was a long and lonely walk, guided only by the vision of that dream. When I finally reached the mountain, I desperately wished for you and Father to return, but... nothing happened. Then, I remembered your words, Mother, when you said I needed to survive, and that’s what I wished for. I wanted to be strong, big, and resilient. The mountain transformed me, but not in the way I expected. I became the giant from my dream, but that wasn’t what I wanted... at least, not literally.

Chapter 5: Now

Mother, I’m so alone. I’m a giant now, eight meters tall, but the strength I asked for hasn’t brought me comfort. People see me as a monster, they drive me away, and I have nowhere to go. I live in the forest, isolated, trying to survive on the little I find. The fruits I manage to gather barely sustain my body, and hunger is a constant companion. I think of you every day, Mother. I try to remember the warmth of our home, the smell of bread, your kind words. But the loneliness is immense, just like my form. I’m fighting not to lose hope, not to let despair consume me, but it’s hard. I’m talking to you in this diary because, somehow, it helps me keep going, even when everything seems lost. Mother, if you could see me now... What would you say? What would you do? I just wish I could hear your voice one more time, to remind me of who I was...

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