Rustlings amidst Slumber

The veil between worlds thinns as the moon ascends high in the night sky. A gentle breeze rustles through the grass, carrying with it the scent of damp earth. In this tranquil hour, minds wander towards the realm of dreams. Stars twinkle like distant crystals, and silhouettes dance in the soft light. The world sinks into a silent slumber, and sound

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