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Page. II—III: Theurgy Of Camaraderie, Snatched!
By the time the setting sun began to turn the clamorous atmosphere into a natural serenity, each of the little cat's paws had begun, compose an ornament to salute the guest.

ㅤㅤㅤ┃Could this be fate? When the
ㅤㅤㅤ┃once—threatening ambiance
ㅤㅤㅤ┃alters, it becomes a solace of solitude.

One by one, the decorative ribbons are pinned to the pillars of @freetful that embrace footsteps, leaving a fragrance that can evoke remembrance of the bygone.
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