Once upon a time there was a small, sleepy village. The houses were small and neat and everyone knew everyone else's name.
But despite the pristine exterior, the village held a dark secret. Mysterious books, bound in questionable materials, stood upon the mantle of every house. No-one who visited stayed for long, for the mountains and forests that surrounded the village seemed to creep closer at night.
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Now THAT's just being a precious flower.
I am going to slam a lovely rainbow flower into your beautiful face you flower