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Whispers of the Sylvan Heart

In a secluded glen where the sun gently parted the mist, the Sylvan Heart stood guard over its timeless dominion. Its vast branches, woven by time into a perfect heart, cradled the light of dawn, casting a soft glow upon the land. The brook, a silken ribbon, flowed endlessly, whispering secrets to the mossy stones it caressed.

Each creature of the wood found solace in the tree's embrace. A sheep, its wool like tufts of cloud, lay at ease by the water's edge, lulled by the soothing murmur of the stream. The iron gate at the forest's boundary stood ajar, as if inviting kindred spirits to partake in the serenity.

Today, a new whisper joined the chorus—a child, wide-eyed with wonder, stepped through the gate. The forest held its breath as tiny feet found their way to the heart of the glen. The child, with a laugh as clear as the brook, reached out to the tree. And in that moment, the Sylvan Heart bestowed upon the child the ancient blessing of the forest—peace that would echo in their heart forever.

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Bill Tiepelman
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In a secluded glen where the sun gently parted the mist, the Sylvan Heart stood guard over its timeless dominion. Its vast branches, woven by time into a perfect heart, cradled the light of dawn, casting a soft glow upon the land. The brook, a silken ribbon, flowed endlessly, whispering secrets to the mossy stones it caressed.<br />
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Each creature of the wood found solace in the tree's embrace. A sheep, its wool like tufts of cloud, lay at ease by the water's edge, lulled by the soothing murmur of the stream. The iron gate at the forest's boundary stood ajar, as if inviting kindred spirits to partake in the serenity.<br />
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Today, a new whisper joined the chorus—a child, wide-eyed with wonder, stepped through the gate. The forest held its breath as tiny feet found their way to the heart of the glen. The child, with a laugh as clear as the brook, reached out to the tree. And in that moment, the Sylvan Heart bestowed upon the child the ancient blessing of the forest—peace that would echo in their heart forever.