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July 6 - July 8, 2025
If Merrick smelled like wilderness, Loche smelled like brightness. Like a cold winter night when the huge moon and millions of stars lit up the sparkling snow.
If I am lucky enough that the feelings I sense from you are true, I will always cherish them. I’ll do anything to keep them, fuel them, make them burn bright even in the darkest of winter.” A