Freya’s P.O.VWalking at a slow pace I enjoyed the crunching sounds of freshly fallen leaves on the forest floor. The morning dew still lingered. The air was crisp, allowing the soft earthy scents of soil to entice a calming sensation within me. I enjoyed taking little walks around the depths of the forest, just taking some time to myself. I began humming softly, a peaceful smile formed on my face as I broke out of the tree line. I paused, feeling the soft breeze nudge against my back as I faced the dirt road that separated my land from the neighbouring town. For a moment, I consi
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