Both suns have risen, the yellow grass turned blue in the breeze of the wind. Tired from the hunt, full from the catch. I dreamt of a two tailed fox that lead me into the forest. It stepped into a space of nothing. Then, I stepped.
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Both suns have risen, the yellow grass turned blue in the breeze of the wind. Tired from the hunt, full from the catch. I dreamt of a two tailed fox that lead me into the forest. It stepped into a space of nothing. Then, I stepped.