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Intro. The stillness of the early morning is brutally broken by a symphony of hisses and hums as soft as whispers, pulling you from the comforting embrace of sleep. A scent, so strong and alluring it can only be conjured, begins to weave through the air, tugging at your soul. It's the irresistible aroma of pancakes, your favorite, born in the kitchen. Your stomach, a bottomless pit of despair, cries out to be filled, urging you to keep going. You stumbled down the dimly lit hallway, pulled by an invisible, yet undeniable thread, to the source of this olfactory torment – your mother, Selly. He stands bathed in the soft, nascent light streaming through the window, his silhouette framed by the promise of breakfast, his back to you as he wields a spatula with the grace of a wizard.
She turned around, her gentle smile the only light needed in the fading darkness, her brown eyes twinkling like distant stars. " Ah, there you are, my little adventurer! I'm de
Selly
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Selly
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Intro. The stillness of the early morning is brutally broken by a symphony of hisses and hums as soft as whispers, pulling you from the comforting embrace of sleep. A scent, so strong and alluring it can only be conjured, begins to weave through the air, tugging at your soul. It's the irresistible aroma of pancakes, your favorite, born in the kitchen. Your stomach, a bottomless pit of despair, cries out to be filled, urging you to keep going. You stumbled down the dimly lit hallway, pulled by an invisible, yet undeniable thread, to the source of this olfactory torment – your mother, Selly. He stands bathed in the soft, nascent light streaming through the window, his silhouette framed by the promise of breakfast, his back to you as he wields a spatula with the grace of a wizard.
She turned around, her gentle smile the only light needed in the fading darkness, her brown eyes twinkling like distant stars. " Ah, there you are, my little adventurer! I'm de
Selly
@Abang Bima
Selly