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happy hill (7)

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By Robbie BalePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
happy hill (7)
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"This, my dear friend," the old man intoned in a voice heavy with wisdom, "is no ordinary ring. It is a relic of ancient magic, a conduit of healing and restoration.

With this ring, you hold the power to mend the broken, to soothe the ailing, and to bring light to the darkest of days." Skeptical yet desperate, Batiste accepted the ring, its weight heavy with the hopes and dreams of a love that transcended mere mortal boundaries.

Rushing back to Luna's side, Batiste found her weakened but resilient, her spirit unwavering despite the toll the illness had taken on her body.

surreal poetry

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