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ㅤ𝑻here is a certain freedom that takes root only when one ceases to demand that the world yield its answers at once. Amid such an immeasurable expanse, the maiden allowed herself to drift with the unforeseen, receiving every change of course as gently as the wind roves through the grass. Perhaps to be a daughter of the wilds is to possess the courage not to know, to let the days unfurl in their own shape, while keeping one's wonder alive for whatever waits beyond the limits of sight. Beneath the open sky, her gaze rested upon the faraway. There would always be another meadow to cross, another path to seek, another tale awaiting its keeping, for to a wayfarer, every ending leaves room for a horizon yet unseen.


行旅手札 . 𝗣𝗡𝗚 ⏐  行旅影卷 . 𝗠𝗣4


𝑳ike meadowgrass yielding to the turning of seasons and a wind that never tarries in one direction, she carries a gentleness that remains ever-living, alongside the courage to welcome all that has yet to be named. Within that boundless expanse, the maiden became a part of a wild that never asked her to remain, but instead allowed her to unfurl, to wander, and to discover meaning in her own manner.
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T H E 2 4 T H M E A D O W .

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𝑾ith heartfelt gratitude, reverence is offered to the esteemed artisan @createofteens, whose delicate hand brought forth a frame imbued with quiet allure and an air of spacious serenity. This lyrical piece was penned with tenderness by @oJinmai, in wholehearted sincerity, to keep this year as a warm and sweet remembrance, much like sunlight falling languidly through the meadowgrass. For guidance in adorning the frame prepared herein, @Jiinmaibot remains a gracious guide, generous in its direction.
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