ALBIR DAY:
Walking along the streets of Albir, the green Spring
buds invited me to leave my shadowy place, the cyan sky smiled benignly upon a
silver sighing sea, the crisp breeze whispered in my ear, telling me there is
nothing to fear, & the sun gently kissed my cheek. It is a gentle day &
a good day to emerge from the the shadows, softly but surely.
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