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In the stone-paved courtyard, damp as a dream, Mist curls softly around the ancient windowpanes....

People feared the Dark Thinker because he always spoke of darkness. One day, someone asked...

Night fell, leaving only ashes and silence on the plain. The sky was dyed blood...

On the streets of the old city, there was a scavenger who always cradled his...

The dusky streets were fragmented by long shadows, his shadow trailing closely behind, never quite...

The midnight streets were deserted, her silver hair shimmering like flowing moonlight under the lamplight....