Fred sat at his desk, the soft scratch of his quill filling the air as he wrote in his journal. Outside, the leaves rustled subtly in the breeze. He paused for a moment, looking out the window at the gentle forest. With a quiet sigh, he returned to his writing, the warmth of the Keep helping him focus.
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3Hotshotrex3 .
30/04/2025
*Rebecca The Dark Was Blushing very Gray*
*Fred stopped in his tracks, noticing the strange color of her face. He tilted his head to the side, and his expression softened as he spoke.* "Rebecca? Are you okay? Why are you hiding?"
I'm not All gray in the face *Rebecca The Dark was blushing very Gray*
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Zenoc
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30/04/2025