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Luce, reading the bible to her children, or at least to four of her eight children, making Elon proud. #luce
In the embrace of the gardens, a couple stands in their finest, whilst their children's laughter echoes around them.
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Great prompt, “that which is no more”—in turquoise and mauve.
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“Fear not,” he proclaimed admits the tempest, “for by my sword, we shall tame that mighty beast and rise above the storm!”
Good morning, everyone! ☀️ “In that mythic glade where light doth play, a fair maiden with her kin and knight in armor stay.”
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Great challenge, Sam! “Under the haunting sky, emerges a creature spun from the whispers of the night and the dreams of the day, as the sorcerer and our young friends find themselves drawn into…”
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Love this prompt, thanks for the tag, Sofi!
Good night, everyone! ✨ In the hushed twilight, Nastenka spins tales from the faded pages, as her young charges drink in her words like nectar.
















