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- UNRELEASED DEMO LENS ONLY
This song is unreleased. I want you guys to hear it first.
1500 $BONSAI . 100 Editions. 100% Mirror Collect
The 100 holders when minted out will be sent either a link for telegram or hopefully we can make a lens groupchat.
this chat will be so that the holders can be part of the release process and even tell me something is should do for the full release on streaming platforms (unfortunately if i wanna win a grammy thats the only way to get in the eyes)
This is gonna be an experiment to see if it can build mini DAO like structures for singles and albums and not just me as an artist as a whole. Since I do so much i dont want to have a DAO for me as an artist but each song makes sense as I get ready to release.
I will forever keep the mirror at 100% collect its not so much about the money more so about the power of decentralized social media. Thats why i honestly hope i make nothing and gain more fans that way.
-Frankie
P.S. This is me also trying to force my self to stop hoarding so many songs and just let them go
- Abstracting the blockchain away
- I so far sponsored 25 hungry degens on Family.
The donut dispenser is now open again dmfordonuts.eth through Family DMs and will fund your 🍩🍩🍩
- What’s an OG Ethereum project that hasn’t taken off but has lot of potential?
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**The Forgotten Lighthouse**
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Once upon a time, in a quaint coastal village, there stood a lighthouse that had been forgotten by time. Its white walls were weathered, and its lantern room was empty. The villagers rarely spoke of it, for they believed it was cursed.
The lighthouse sat atop a rocky cliff, overlooking the tempestuous sea. Its beam had not pierced the darkness for decades. Sailors passing by would glance up at the crumbling structure, wondering why it remained abandoned.
Evelyn, a young woman with an adventurous spirit, had always been drawn to mysteries. She had heard tales of the lighthouse from her grandmother, who spoke of lost ships and ghostly apparitions. Evelyn’s curiosity got the better of her, and one stormy night, she decided to explore the forgotten lighthouse.
The wind howled as Evelyn climbed the narrow staircase. Cobwebs clung to her fingers, and the wooden steps creaked under her weight. When she reached the lantern room, she gasped. The glass panes were cracked, and the once-gleaming brass machinery lay rusted.
But there, in the corner, was a dusty leather-bound journal. Evelyn picked it up, wiping away the grime. The pages were yellowed, and the ink had faded, but the words were still legible. The journal belonged to Captain Nathaniel Grey, the last keeper of the lighthouse.
As Evelyn read, she discovered the tragic tale of the lighthouse. Captain Grey had loved the sea, and he had faithfully tended to the light, guiding ships safely through treacherous waters. But one stormy night, his beloved ship, the *Silver Serpent*, sank just off the coast. The crew perished, and Captain Grey blamed himself.
He wrote of hearing their anguished cries in the wind, of seeing their ghostly forms on moonless nights. The lighthouse, he believed, was cursed—the souls of the lost sailors trapped within its walls.
Evelyn vowed to unravel the mystery. She researched old maps, interviewed elderly villagers, and scoured maritime records. Slowly, she pieced together the truth. The *Silver Serpent* had carried a precious cargo—a chest of gold coins meant for the king. Captain Grey had hidden it in the lighthouse, fearing pirates.
Evelyn dug into the rocky soil beneath the lighthouse, her hands blistered and bleeding. And there, buried deep, she found the chest. The gold coins spilled out, glinting in the sunlight. But as she touched them, a spectral figure appeared—the ghost of Captain Grey.
“You’ve broken the curse,” he whispered. “The gold was our burden. Now it’s yours.”
Evelyn hesitated. She could keep the treasure, live a life of luxury. But she remembered the lost sailors, their faces etched in pain. She made her decision.
With the gold, she restored the lighthouse. Its beam once again cut through the darkness, guiding ships to safety. And Captain Grey’s ghost? He faded away, finally at peace.
The villagers marveled at the lighthouse’s transformation. Evelyn became its new keeper, tending to the light with love and reverence. And every stormy night, she would hear the whispers of gratitude from the sea.
The forgotten lighthouse was no longer forsaken. It stood as a beacon of hope, a reminder that even the darkest curses could be broken by a brave heart.
And so, the tale of Evelyn and the lighthouse was passed down through generations. Sailors would look up at the gleaming tower and say, “That lighthouse holds a secret—a treasure more valuable than gold.”
And they were right. For within its walls, the memory of sacrifice and redemption burned brighter than any lantern flame.
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*Note: This fictional story is inspired by the prompt and does not depict any real events or locations.*
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