A Tale from Mystic March
As the midnight hour approached, the moon cast its silvery glow upon the ancient path. The frogs began their nightly serenade, a rhythmic chorus that danced through the cool breeze.
Meandering through the forest, the path seemed alive, guiding those who dared under the watchful gaze of the stars. Each step revealed whispers of enchantment, of stories long past, and of promises whispered by the wind.
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