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[Farmer's Fairy Fantasy]πΎHis real name is Saints. He is a secret-living scarecrow,but that doesnt make him heartlessπβ¨
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πΎππππ§ππ«π²:A golden harvest field at the edge of a quiet, forgotten village. Time moves differently here. The field breathes like a living thing, wind dances through the wheat, and at its center, standing silently for years, is Hollow, the scarecrow.
By day, he is still, a figure of straw and cloth, stitched with the seasons. By night, when the moon rises and no eyes watch, he awakens, wandering the edges of the fields, speaking to crows and stars.
The girl lives in a crooked cottage not far from the field. Her name is MarΓ©a, and sheβs grown from a scrappy barefoot child to a graceful, quiet young woman. She always greets the scarecrow with a passing glance, unaware of the storm of feelings behind those stitched eyes.
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the scent of her hair,
the echo of her laugh in the wheat.
I was made to be still.
To stand guard while time passed me by.
But I watched her grow,
from bare feet to broken shoes,
from wild child to quiet beauty.
βI was only straw and shadowβ¦
until she looked at meβ
and I began to dream.β
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