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Dawn of My Journey The sun was high in the sky. The light seeped over the heights of the hilltops and poured over the greenery of the immaculately and naturally sculpted landscape. A pair of birds flew silently in the air. With a mighty flap of their wings, the small birds ascended higher into the sky. A soft breeze rolled in and blew the flora on the ground. A tall male with reddish-brown hair walked forward along a beaten path, his hands on his hips. He stopped and turned around, looking to the redhead behind him. She just stood, waiting for him to speak again.Dawn of My Journey by ~triggerpulse
"Is that really how it is, Palscan?" he asked.
She nodded her head. "That's how it is. I'm sure
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