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""Even the smallest act of kindness can ripple through the world."
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14 February 2026 @ 11:32 pm
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""Even the smallest act of kindness can ripple through the world."
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( The fox has always loved the flower dearly.
It has always been his duty by choice to watch over a small village. With his blessings, crops have flourished, and the village has stayed protected. He has never asked for anything in return -- no, he never wants for anything in return. The only thing he wishes for is for the village to continue to live in peace. Although he resided in the forest, he had ways to watch over those who reside there.
Over time, it became no secret that he had a particular fondness for one of the villagers in particular. Wherever she seemed to go, the flowers bloomed a little more, the sun seemed to shine a little brighter -- the wind gentle. He loved her dearly, more than anyone else who he had come to protect over all those years.
Though, he finds himself surprised when he can feel her presence within his forest. As she steps deeper into the forest, he begins to attempt to communicate with her before they can meet face-to-face.
If she's listening closely enough, she'll hear him - a gentle whisper reaching her. )
What has brought you into my domain, my flower?
It has always been his duty by choice to watch over a small village. With his blessings, crops have flourished, and the village has stayed protected. He has never asked for anything in return -- no, he never wants for anything in return. The only thing he wishes for is for the village to continue to live in peace. Although he resided in the forest, he had ways to watch over those who reside there.
Over time, it became no secret that he had a particular fondness for one of the villagers in particular. Wherever she seemed to go, the flowers bloomed a little more, the sun seemed to shine a little brighter -- the wind gentle. He loved her dearly, more than anyone else who he had come to protect over all those years.
Though, he finds himself surprised when he can feel her presence within his forest. As she steps deeper into the forest, he begins to attempt to communicate with her before they can meet face-to-face.
If she's listening closely enough, she'll hear him - a gentle whisper reaching her. )
What has brought you into my domain, my flower?