Nocturnal_Nexus
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Dasciana stood on the back porch.It was a sunny day. A quaint, but lush garden greeted her. Cezar was sitting beside a small tent under a tree. The shaman appeared to have been living in the garden the entire time.
Cezar looked up, smiled and beckoned for her to approach.
Cezar looked up, smiled and beckoned for her to approach.