Oh. Oh wow. You're the furthest Prospit troll away and suddenly you can hear music. On the lonely, desolate battlefield where silence hung heavy in the air, now there is room only for the beautiful voice and the lyrics it sings. You've never heard anything like it, but you can't stop listening.
Your eyes are drawn up to the moon above, and you wonder just how many others are listening. You can only look up and imagine how amazing it sounds to be up there, in person, listening...
==> Avispa: Listen
Your eyes are drawn up to the moon above, and you wonder just how many others are listening. You can only look up and imagine how amazing it sounds to be up there, in person, listening...