The sound grew, a symphony of whispers, murmurs, and echoes, each note painting an ethereal image. The artist was not seen, but felt-a presence made palpable through sound. The room vibrated with the essence of creativity, an apparition brought to life by the power of auditory illusion.

an excellent tale, keep it up... waiting for part two

Wow That is Nice

ማህዲ አሁን ገና ወደ መክሊትሽ የመጣሽ ይመስለኛል እመብርሀን ትምራሽ።

Proud of you sis ❤❤❤. Keep up the good work 🥰🥰🥰

Proud of you sis ❤❤❤. Keep up the good work 🥰🥰🥰