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The Squirrel
Red-tailed keeper of the in-between, you move along branches and walls alike, small body taut with alertness, hands quick with intent. You are neither idle nor frantic, but a gatherer, the one who prepares while others dismiss the season. Your pauses are not hesitation, but calculation, reminding us that survival often looks like play to the unwatchful eye. Veveriță, you are not afraid of scarcity. You feel winter long before it comes, you hide what you need, you forget some

Jillian Aurora
Mar 61 min read
Where memory, meaning, and magic simmer
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