Murmurs of Slumber

The veil between worlds thinns as the moon ascends high in the night sky. A gentle breeze rustles through the leaves, carrying with it the scent of sweetpetals. In click here this serene hour, minds drift towards the realm of dreams. Stars shimmer like distant gems, and silhouettes dance in the soft
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