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... moss and gold, as if someone had dragged a wet brush across the horizon and forgotten to lift it. Ancient oaks stood like old sentinels, their branches crooked with age and memory, leaves whispering secrets to the wind. Wildflowers—bluebells, daisies, foxglove—bowed and rose in the breeze, and somewhere beyond the hedgerows, sheep bleated lazily, unconcerned with the troubles of life. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Isabella Voss slowed her car without realizing it.
The narrow cou ...
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