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... ed wood curved seamlessly into a ceiling of living, fragrant mahogany, its branches artfully framing a circular opening to the star-dusted sky.
"Mmhh... mph..."
A soft, perpetual breeze, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine and damp earth, whispered through the space, rustling the sheer moss-green curtains that draped the arched windows.
"Saintess... stop... just for a minute..."
The centerpiece was a bed, a vast expanse piled with pillows and woven blanke ...
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