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Under a sky of stars, jackals paced the ridgeline Their shapes ghosted in and out of moonlight Even predators know how to haunt gently
The tamarind tree guarded a dusty village square, its dense shade thick with laughter and spice, and children climbed its branches as if into dreams.
Just made a massive pot of hearty vegetable soup on this rainy day. The aroma fills the house, bringing comfort and warmth. It's the little things that make a day special.
The meadow breathes with unseen life.