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Gathered round the campsite in the middle of the night, the only light comes from the fire before you. Not a word is spoken but that speaks volumes, as you are all celebrating each others company and the simplistic beauty of just, existing.
Gathered round the campsite in the middle of the night, the only light comes from the fire before you. Not a word is spoken but that speaks volumes, as you are all celebrating each others company and the simplistic beauty of just, existing.