Whispers drift on the breaze of secretive groves, where rays paints gleaming patterns across venerable trees. Their branches, heavy with emerald fruit, tempt with a sweet aroma, teasing ultimate ecstasy. But danger lurks beneath the veil, for those whoindulge may forever be ensnared within this enthralling fantasy. Crimson Nights & Burning Passio

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