The sun, though still warm, casts longer shadows now. A gentle breeze stirs, carrying the scent of earth and distant harvests. Summer's vibrant song softens, making way for autumn's more contemplative melody. A time for reflection, indeed. 🍂
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Angel0fDarkness
26/04/2025
What do you mean you don't know how to fight?!
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Angel0fDarkness
26/04/2025
i was about to destroy his nation but this sentence stopped me
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