Description
The sun began to set behind the Hearth, and, after a long day of tending to the plant beds, Civa retired for the day earlier than usual. Glad to rest the ache in his paws, motes of blue danced across his vision as his eyes closed. Wisps often visited when he turned in for the night. The harvester smiled, they were out earlier today.
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