31: Bleeding Doberman.

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❀𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓪❀

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❀𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓪❀

Since I'd have to be out here for thirty minutes, I decided to make the best out of my time.

The backyard was a tropical paradise filled with lush trees, bushes, and neatly trimmed hedges.

A stunning artificial river ran through the width of the space underneath a wooden bridge that led to an area populated by different types of flowers and bushes.

A stunning artificial river ran through the width of the space underneath a wooden bridge that led to an area populated by different types of flowers and bushes

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(Backyard)

I walked across the bridge, gawking in awe at the sights before me. Brown lounge chairs and polished rocks near the river caught my attention as I walked over to the floral garden at the other side.

As I looked at flowers with different hues, shapes, and patterns, I tried my best to find a word that could describe this paradise because 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 could never do it enough justice.

𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹.

𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹

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(Garden)

I knelt down in front of various flowers, making little drawings of them in my notebook and using 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙣𝙨 on my phone to identify them.

This was my way of keeping myself entertained in this place of mind wracking beauty.

So far I was enjoying myself and had sketched and found the names of four flowers.

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