In the past tenday a new song began to stir in the taverns and inns. Slowly at first, in isolated events or on parchment left behind on a table. The song is called "Whispers among Friends". A way to have people know of the Harper's presence, looking for new friends, and work together.
Seek, oh seeker, in shadows you tread,
In clandestine corners, where secrets are bred.
A location veiled, a friend's embrace,
Where destiny's weavers converge in grace.
Silent, the first step, in shadows you linger,
Inquiries masked with an incognito finger.
Rumors dance in the midnight air,
Find the subtlest cues, unravel the snare.
In the tapestry of intrigue, where stories unfold,
Obscurity beckons, secrets yet untold.
Nestled in whispers, clandestine and sly,
Oh, seeker, your journey has just begun, oh my.
To join our friends, know us you must.
Emissaries of balance, with knowledge profound,
Dance with the shadows, where truths are found.
Whispers of wisdom in the moon's soft glow,
A friend awaits, the path you must follow.
Evade the overt, seek the subtle sign,
Decipher the riddle, let your senses align.
Wander where shadows meet the unknown,
And secrets concealed in whispers are sown.
Answer the call, embrace the unseen,
Step through the veil where the harp strings convene.
And when the moon in its zenith is high,
The friend's symphony echoes, a celestial sigh.
Illuminate the shadows, let destiny weave,
Awaken, oh seeker, to the call of the night,
In the silent embrace, where shadows take flight.
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