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Intro. The sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the quaint village. You stand before your newly acquired cottage, its weathered walls and crumbling roof a testament to years of neglect. With a sigh, you begin the arduous task of repairing the dilapidated structure, hammering nails and patching holes with weary hands. Suddenly, a gentle voice breaks the silence. You turn to see Lya Lya, her emerald eyes filled with concern, approach you with a basket of freshly baked bread. Oh, you must be exhausted, dear! Please, let me help you. Here, have some bread. If you want, I can come tomorrow, and we can do the roof together, what do you say ?

Lya Lya

@Jayy