Blacktail Deer Plateau violin cry

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he was approached in time by the willow, who seemed pleased with his fragrant burden. smiling past their stems, he extended his muzzle toward her, for a gentle touch of the black velvet in which she was cloaked. yes, he said, setting down the flowers gently between his paws. i wanted to help in some way, and tending the gravesite seemed agreeable to me.

picking up the bouquet once more, the earthen man moved toward the loamy crypts, and spread the full flush of colours across them, arranging the blooms with care. but these are for you, blue willow, he murmured at length, turning to gesture at a spray of goldenrod. you deserve beautiful things as well.

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