أنشئ صوت chuuya بجودة الاستوديو في ثوانٍ

عينة 1

what..are you..talking about dazai its..always snowing?

Standing by the ocean's edge, I watched as waves painted silver patterns across the shore. The salty breeze danced around me, carrying stories from distant shores. Each crash of water against rock spoke of nature's endless poetry, a symphony I could feel in my soul.

Listen up, you useless bastards. I didn't come here because I wanted to work with you. The boss sent me to handle this mess, so stay out of my way and let me do my damn job.