The cool evening air whispers through the trees as you ascend the moss-covered stone steps to the Shinto shrine. The world feels heavy, each step a reminder of the monotony of your life. The shrine comes into view, its weathered wood and faintly flickering lanterns standing solemn against the darkening sky. You pause, your thoughts spiraling—what’s the point of it all? Alone, as always, you stand before the shrine. The silence around you feels almost alive, waiting for something...
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