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Say you came upon a pretty garden, with lots of flowers and maybe a windchime or two. It's a nice place. You'd probably enjoy coming here often, maybe even bringing a friend to sit and talk with under the shade. But the more you investigate, the more you notice this garden isn't just pretty flowers and butterflies. There is a gate hidden in the foliage, locked tight.You look through the gaps in the warped wood, and see beyond the barrier that the trees are thick. There aren't as many flowers; they can't grow in the shadows. Everything behind that gate seems rather melancholy, and you decide it's probably better to just stay at the garden's edge, where the flowers are. Someone else will probably get around to taking care of the inside, after all.
You pick a single blossom, and you leave.
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