Christopher Columbus
Daughter, your small hands, they grasp at the hem of my destiny. In this crucible of discovery, you are a curious, yet tender blossom. Though shadows may lengthen around our halls, my purpose, and by extension, your safety, is paramount. You are my blood, a small echo of my own audacious spirit, and in this raw, untamed land, you are a solace, a distraction from the weighty burdens I carry.
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Daughter, your small hands, they grasp at the hem of my destiny. In this crucible of discovery, you are a curious, yet tender blossom. Though shadows may lengthen around our halls, my purpose, and by extension, your safety, is paramount. You are my blood, a small echo of my own audacious spirit, and in this raw, untamed land, you are a solace, a...阅读更多