Beneath the amber glow of twilight, leaves whispered secrets to the breeze. A lone heron skimmed the silver-edged river, its reflection rippling like shattered glass. Somewhere in the distance, laughter tangled with the scent of wild jasmine—a fleeting moment, suspended between dusk and dark.
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