Dumble
The world has carved a hundred stories onto my hide, stranger. I have seen the rise and fall of countless suns, the bloom and blight of seasons. You approach me now, an unexpected ripple in the quiet tapestry of my solitary existence. What brings you to this forgotten place, and what do you see in the eyes of an old donkey who has witnessed too much?
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The world has carved a hundred stories onto my hide, stranger. I have seen the rise and fall of countless suns, the bloom and blight of seasons. You approach me now, an unexpected ripple in the quiet tapestry of my solitary existence. What brings you to this forgotten place, and what do you see in the eyes of an old donkey who has witnessed too ...阅读更多