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As the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the rolling hills of Critic Arley’s side, a lone figure, Theodore, could be seen galloping furiously along a narrow dirt road.
Mounted atop a majestic steed, Theodore’s brow furrowed with worry, his grip on the reins tight and determined.
His tailored tweed suit, adorned with a crisp white shirt and polished leather boots, flapped in the wind as he urged the horse onward, his demeanor was ten ...
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