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I AM NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER, PLEASE STOP GIVING ME QUESTS - Chapter 117: Shores of the Salted Sanctuary
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... shes fringed by mangroves that arched overhead like protective fingers, their roots drinking deep from tides that rose and fell with the moon's whim.
It was a sanctuary of sorts, this salted stretch—crabs scuttling through the shallows like tiny sentinels, egrets standing sentinel on stilt-legs, the air thick with the tang of mangrove honey and tidal bloom, a place where sea and soil compromised in quiet coexistence.
After the estuary's seductive splits, it felt like respite earn ...
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