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Red maples blaze like fire, and ancient trees whisper of longing. Within the jagged cliffs lies a hidden realm…

Red maples blaze like fire, and ancient trees whisper of longing. Within the jagged cliffs lies a hidden realm—only a body three inches tall can catch a glimpse of it.

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Red maples blaze like fire, and ancient trees whisper of longing. Within the jagged cliffs… | Where Winds Meet Database