Lotus Flower
Creak.
Creak.
The two men were back on the road, their horses moving at a slow, steady pace, making the ride in the small cart feel easy and comfortable. They passed tall trees lining the path, their shadows casting sharp, shifting patterns on the ground as they journeyed home. The weather had shifted since their departure, and nature seemed to be alive with vibrant color. Flowers bloomed in full display, enhancing the beauty of the landscape. Butterflies fluttered gracefully through the air, their delicate wings shimmering. Birds sang from the treetops, some fluttering in the breeze, their wings spread wide as they danced in the sky. Above them, the sky was a clear, brilliant blue, streaked
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