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... me. I stood among the throng of disciples, all of us lined up in a semi-formal array as we awaited the arrival of the Silent Moon sect. Leaves, in their vibrant autumn attire, danced gently to the ground, adding a serene yet somber backdrop to the gathering.
I couldn't help but feel a knot of apprehension in my stomach, no matter how much I tried to reason with myself.
Its just another day, I kept telling myself like a mantra within my head, but the butterflies in my stomach seem ...
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