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A roll of ancient letters on the Dawn-to-Dusk Blossom. The ink was blurred by time, yet still warm to the tou…

A roll of ancient letters on the Dawn-to-Dusk Blossom. The ink was blurred by time, yet still warm to the touch, as if kept close to someone's heart.

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