"Sorrow´s sound, it swirls all about Du dry fallen leaves that rise like a wolke time is a torch in a field of Lost faces kissed Von the mist, Du kneel on the ground."
For the longest of time all Tecna knew was virtual...digital. Did a world without technology even exist? Until she ventured out of Zeinth she hadn't known one. Until she found her way--with the winx--to Limphia she'd never even heard of a realm completely free of technology. And strangely Tecna wanted to see Mehr of the worlds without Technology. These thoughts were irrational, illogical she knew such, but she also knew that...
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