A melancholy choir weaves through thunder and rain, singing folklore of loss and longing beneath the bats' silent flight. The heartbeat beneath it all pulses slowly—bitter, sweet, and eternally bound to the myth. 🦇🌩️ #BitterSweetAmbience #FolkloreMyth #MelancholyBeauty
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