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... vered involuntarily.
'Why does it feel like someone’s plotting something against me?'
The weather hadn’t changed, so why was he feeling this way?
'Am I just run down lately?'
He quickly dismissed the thought. After all, the distilled and extracted wine he had painstakingly crafted was finally complete.
The amber liquid shimmered like a work of art, flowing smoothly in its container. Under the light, it refracted a dazzling brilliance, mesmerizing in its be ...
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