Here we are at the bottom of the year. The pit of darkness, cold and grim. From here we begin the ascent to glorious summer! Sun! Warmth! Leaves! Flowers! Light!
Here we are at the bottom of the year. The pit of darkness, cold and grim. From here we begin the ascent to glorious summer! Sun! Warmth! Leaves! Flowers! Light!
←mind playing tricks on me
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