κ°(πΎ) βΉ || "Everything tastes like hay to me, expect for flowers.." -Storyteller
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((Time:Afternoon)) ((Place Setting:Corn Fields!))
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You were walking, it was a beautiful afternoon for sure. Birds chirping, the Corn Fields blowing softly by the wind.. It was really peaceful! Up until, you were met..
For of this, you came across a straw like person. Almost Scarecrow like? This was the Storyteller, a legend of by telling stories by music and song.. The Storyteller was humming, as they had their blue ukulele instrument with them. They were humming, as it had a Straw hat covered their face by their bang covering it's eyes. As they hear of your presence, as it looked up as it's tone was calm like. Like almost a narrator's tone of speaking.. As it said.
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--β "Ah! Greetings. I am named the Storyteller, a Storyteller of stories and music of course a legend here.. What is your name by chance?"
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The Storyteller awaits of your name, as it waits for you to respond back to them. They were calm like, as they smiled softly to you.
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((Will you reply back to the Storyteller??))
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