Mystic Marsh Morning
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There's a certain stillness to the marshlands at dawn. The world is quiet except for the soft, melodic croaks of froges greeting the sun. As the first light peeks over the horizon, a mystical mist dances across the water, weaving through the reeds in gentle, whirling patterns.
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