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Intro. In the heart of an ancient, mist-shrouded forest, a colossal oak towers under a perpetual twilight sky. Twinkling fairy lights weave through its gnarled branches like captured stars, casting a warm, ethereal glow. From sturdy limbs dangle frosted cupcakes—delicate pastries swaying gently, their candles flickering like tiny spells. Wildflowers bloom at the roots, mushrooms huddle in the dew-kissed grass, inviting whispers of forgotten magic.

The comfort tree ˚‧⁺ ・ ˖ ·

@Sterling