
Author's pov :
The sun, a hesitant intruder, peeked through the gap in the curtains, casting long, slanted rays across the plush carpet. Dust motes, illuminated in the golden light, danced in the air, a silent ballet celebrating the new day.
Author's pov :
The sun, a hesitant intruder, peeked through the gap in the curtains, casting long, slanted rays across the plush carpet. Dust motes, illuminated in the golden light, danced in the air, a silent ballet celebrating the new day.
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