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Prologue for August 2025

In days when stars still danced with song And rivers whispered truths so long, There lived a fey of ageless grace, With moonlight silver...

 
 
 
Epilogue for July 2025

Waves crash upon the shore, churning up the sands and delivering more flotsam and debris from the sea. Planks, masts and tattered sails...

 
 
 

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