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... ther holding a pen, which she occasionally twirled. Every now and then, she would draw a stroke on the paper, unconsciously sketching the outline of a flower.
At this moment, she wasn’t pondering any profound life questions—she was simply relaxing and daydreaming. The flower she was sketching was the "Thilan," the namesake flower named by the elves.
It seemed like it had been a long time since she last wrote in her diary. Thilan twirled her pen, and beneath the black ink strokes ...
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