THE FADING LIGHT, ACHING HEART

The Fading Light, Aching Heart

The sun dipped below the mountains, painting the world in hues of purple. The wind grew biting, carrying with it the scent of damp earth. A heavy calm fell over the valley, broken only by the singing of a single owl. My mind felt weighed down, aching with a loss that felt as unfathomable as the night that was creeping over the world. Echoes of a L

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