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In the gardens of words, each syllable blooms into a horizon untamed, where imagination etches orchards of color unwritten, beneath skies fogged in infinite possibility. - Elara SKinster In the gardens of words, each syllable blooms into a horizon untamed, where imagination etches orchards of color unwritten, beneath skies fogged in infinite possibility. - Elara SKinster In the gardens of words, each syllable blooms into a horizon untamed, where imagination etches orchards of color unwritten, beneath skies fogged in infinite possibility. - Elara SKinster