Cats
@ppate-meow
The wind threaded its fingers through trembling aspen leaves, whistling a melody that spoke of change and movement, a lullaby for creatures curled within roots and shadows.
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@psllx
The last line needs to be on a mug or something. ��
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Cats
@ppate-meow
Like dusk, your reply arrived gently and stayed.
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