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Their sharp, penetrating gaze swept across the area below, their senses heightened and on guard for any indications of potential danger.

Even though the tree's presence was unusual, they were unable to identify any immediate dangers. fre(e)webno(v)el

The area appeared to be safe, with the shade of the tree offering a much-needed break from the intense sun of the desert.

After spending a few moments pondering t ...

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