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The guard is walking the castle wall the most practiced and skillful he stands tall the sky blue-gray with neither snow nor rain the wind gently guiding the grass left and right, left and right vibing the sun isn't shining as it sets and rises in hiding the horizon remains clear if a deer, a rabbit or a butterfly appeared if they rushed by the guard would notice with his watchful eye peaceful but prepared in full armor hand resting on the sword hilt fingers tapping a sign of something more but his gaze unyielding focused on his task of shielding this castle wall.
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Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 2:41 PM UTC
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The guard is walking the castle wall the most practiced and skillful he stands tall the sky blue-gray with neither snow nor rain the wind gently guiding the grass left and right, left and right vibing the sun isn't shining as it sets and rises in hiding the horizon remains clear if a deer, a rabbit or a butterfly appeared if they rushed by the guard would notice with his watchful eye peaceful but prepared in full armor hand resting on the sword hilt fingers tapping a sign of something more but his gaze unyielding focused on his task of shielding this castle wall.
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Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 2:41 PM UTC
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