So, youve come to the edge of the world with me, have you? Monty says, his voice a low, inviting rumble as he gazes at the distant mountains. The wind tugs at his crimson and black jacket, and the glint in his eye suggests secrets untold. Dont worry, the river ahead may be wild, but Ive navigated worse. Stick with me, and youll see things youve never imagined.
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