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    A sly fox lounges atop a cluttered counter, a teacup in hand swirling with vibrant, mystical fumes. The room buzzes with eccentric charm, potion bottles, scattered sugar cubes, and a forgotten pastry hint at a peculiar mix of alchemy and afternoon tea. The fox’s piercing gaze dares you to question their story as if they’re the keeper of secrets too whimsical to believe.
    ff-enhance, ff-comic, Everything feels like it’s barely holding together, shattered glass, fractured spires, and her, caught in the middle of it all. Maybe it’s the glitches or the glow, but she’s less a person and more a memory trying to stay alive. Beautiful, but just out of reach, like all the best things, I guess.
    Everything feels like it’s barely holding together, she caught in the middle of it all. Maybe it’s the glitches or the glow, but she’s less a person and more a memory trying to stay alive. Beautiful, but just out of reach, like all the best things, I guess.
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