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By Aurelleah (Via: Aurelleah)
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All is quiet across the land, save for the leaves rustling in the wind far away. You gaze across the land from your place upon the highest mountain, the cool air of the summer night gently caressing your face. And looking up in the moonlit sky at the permanence of the moon; the steadfast, unmovable pillar of hope; and softly, you begin to sing.

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