The wind, like a gentle breeze, brushed against my face as I stood at the edge of the well. I gazed down and saw my father in the depths, beckoning me to jump. I shivered, not just because of the cold air, but the excitement bubbling inside me as wel
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The wind, like a gentle breeze, brushed against my face as I stood at the edge of the well. I gazed down and saw my father in the depths, beckoning me to jump. I shivered, not just because of the cold air, but the excitement bubbling inside me as wel