Fiery Drifts

The moon dipped below the edge, casting long, murky hues across the water. A gentle wind stirred, sending ripples through its calmness. And then, a sight both uncanny: Crimson Floats. Tiny circles of color, they danced and glided on the water's face. It was as if the sky itself had released a touch
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