No AudioFinn sits on a rock near a small stream, a butterfly resting on his finger. With the sunbeams shining through the forest rooftop onto his face, he looks like a fairytale waiting to be told.
No AudioFinn sits on a rock near a small stream, a butterfly resting on his finger. With the sunbeams shining through the forest rooftop onto his face, he looks like a fairytale waiting to be told.
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