One Day... We Meet Again
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In the world of full fantastic and magic, A young lady was walking in the woods to fetch some apples and cranberries since the wood is near the back of her cottage. She is simply humming a song while picking the berries from the bush. While she is doing so, a rustling sound from the bushes can be heard making her turn around in curiosity. A bunny jumped out of the bushes startled the young lady causing her to stumble back and the basket of apple with berries inside fell to the ground. One of the apples rolled over to near the bushes and stopped by hand...
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