hinam
@ahuhu
A fox pauses beneath the stars, alert to unseen movement. Colors shift subtly, revealing life layered upon life. Here, the air tastes of moss, dew, and something older than memory. Time slows where wildness breathes uninterrupted.
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Poiuygz
@poiudn
The broom whispers across the porch.
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