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#41

@Sivathebest123 said in #40:

A small cabin stands on a hill, built from logs with a roof of straw, casting long shadows as dusk draws in. Owls call from afar, their hoots drifting through tall oaks and pines. A man sits on a rocking chair, smoking a hand-rolled cigar, watching stars start to dot a dark sky. No cars pass, no sounds of city crowds—only a soft rustling of wind through brush and distant chirps of night critters. Lamps glow dimly indoors, casting gold halos on old wood walls. His dog, loyal and calm, naps by his foot, twitching in a twilight dream. Around him, night wraps all in a thick, warm hush, as if guarding this world from all that would disturb its calm.

POV: oH MY GOD i'M SO GOOD AT THIS
lol u us3d the forbidden lettter

@Sivathebest123 said in #40: > A small cabin stands on a hill, built from logs with a roof of straw, casting long shadows as dusk draws in. Owls call from afar, their hoots drifting through tall oaks and pines. A man sits on a rocking chair, smoking a hand-rolled cigar, watching stars start to dot a dark sky. No cars pass, no sounds of city crowds—only a soft rustling of wind through brush and distant chirps of night critters. Lamps glow dimly indoors, casting gold halos on old wood walls. His dog, loyal and calm, naps by his foot, twitching in a twilight dream. Around him, night wraps all in a thick, warm hush, as if guarding this world from all that would disturb its calm. > > POV: oH MY GOD i'M SO GOOD AT THIS lol u us3d the forbidden lettter
#42

A bright moon casts calm light upon tranquil hills.
A still, cool pond, a lily's will.
Soft winds waft low, a hush so grand,
A world in bliss, by night's soft hand.

-Anonymous

A bright moon casts calm light upon tranquil hills. A still, cool pond, a lily's will. Soft winds waft low, a hush so grand, A world in bliss, by night's soft hand. -Anonymous
#43
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#44

@Army_Girl_2010 said in #41:
@Sivathebest123 said in #40:

A small cabin stands on a hill, built from logs with a roof of straw, casting long shadows as dusk draws in. Owls call from afar, their hoots drifting through tall oaks and pines. A man sits on a rocking chair, smoking a hand-rolled cigar, watching stars start to dot a dark sky. No cars pass, no sounds of city crowds—only a soft rustling of wind through brush and distant chirps of night critters. Lamps glow dimly indoors, casting gold halos on old wood walls. His dog, loyal and calm, naps by his foot, twitching in a twilight dream. Around him, night wraps all in a thick, warm hush, as if guarding this world from all that would disturb its calm.

POV: oH MY GOD i'M SO GOOD AT THIS
lol u us3d the forbidden lettter

Wh3r3?

@Army_Girl_2010 said in #41: @Sivathebest123 said in #40: >A small cabin stands on a hill, built from logs with a roof of straw, casting long shadows as dusk draws in. Owls call from afar, their hoots drifting through tall oaks and pines. A man sits on a rocking chair, smoking a hand-rolled cigar, watching stars start to dot a dark sky. No cars pass, no sounds of city crowds—only a soft rustling of wind through brush and distant chirps of night critters. Lamps glow dimly indoors, casting gold halos on old wood walls. His dog, loyal and calm, naps by his foot, twitching in a twilight dream. Around him, night wraps all in a thick, warm hush, as if guarding this world from all that would disturb its calm. > >POV: oH MY GOD i'M SO GOOD AT THIS lol u us3d the forbidden lettter Wh3r3?
#45

@Sivathebest123 said in #44:

lol u us3d the forbidden lettter

Wh3r3?
th3ir,critt3rs

@Sivathebest123 said in #44: > lol u us3d the forbidden lettter > > Wh3r3? th3ir,critt3rs
#47

this forum is g3tting r3al w3ird

this forum is g3tting r3al w3ird
#48

@Shion2015 said in #30:

Do you know big guy?
Iron Gol3m
Ar3 you fan of camman18?
Y3s I am

@Shion2015 said in #30: > Do you know big guy? > Iron Gol3m > Ar3 you fan of camman18? Y3s I am
#49

A young librarian, fond of archaic books and scrolls full of profound archaic words, strolls daily through vast halls of old tomes, cataloguing and analysing without fail, hoping to unlock unknown truths about distant lands and past kings who did not know of our world's luxuries or rush.

A young librarian, fond of archaic books and scrolls full of profound archaic words, strolls daily through vast halls of old tomes, cataloguing and analysing without fail, hoping to unlock unknown truths about distant lands and past kings who did not know of our world's luxuries or rush.

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