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For the patient tellers of tales
Like wildflowers that dare to bloom where no garden was sown, every story rises in its own season — clothed in beauty, tempered by endurance, scattering small miracles for the patient eye to gather.
Like wildflowers that dare to bloom where no garden was sown, every story rises in its own season — clothed in beauty, tempered by endurance, scattering small miracles for the patient eye to gather.