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... t at the island’s center, shepherd’s staff in hand.
Thanks to the island’s mild climate, it was spring all year round. The dense greenery blanketed the land in every direction.
Sunlight filtered through the canopy in golden shafts. Morning mist clung to the leaves, condensing into crystal droplets.
A doe bounded between shadows beneath the trees.
The gentle sound of flowing water was like a nymph softly strumming a harp. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
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