Happy holidays Fire and Saint, from your loving community

Dream Higher. Go Further.
This is the time. :pray:t2:

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A Very Primal Year !!! :gorilla:

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Happy new year everyone!!

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Happy new year guys with love, health and wisdom

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Happy new year, beautiful people!

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Happy New Year! May the nectar floweth, and hearts be full :heart: :sweat_drops:

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Amen :pray:

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Happy New Year to all! NFTW returns soon. :wink:

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Best wishes to everyone welcome to 2024.

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Part 2 Saint Meets Fire

Please note that the story that follows is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Saint awoke amidst the desert’s embrace, as the rising sun cast its relentless glare upon him. His face, a canvas of sweat and sand, bore the harshness of the desert’s kiss. Nearby, a scorpion scuttled past, prompting Saint to gasp and rise swiftly. Dehydration clawed at him, mirroring the parched landscape. In the distance, a camel eyed him curiously before ambling away, indifferent to his plight.

Deep within, the indomitable spirit of a Spartan stirred, urging him to persevere. With renewed determination, Saint trudged on, his feet carving paths in the endless sands. Then, like a cruel trick of the desert, a mirage teased him a stream of fresh water glistening tantalizingly close. He sprinted towards it, hope surging, only to watch in despair as the vision dissolved into the hot air, leaving him with nothing but the harsh reality of his surroundings.

Our hero’s strength waned, and he collapsed onto the scorching sand. As he looked up, his eyes caught the figure of a ruggedly handsome man approaching, his face shadowed by a stubble, his gait unwavering. Saint scowled, dismissing this as another mirage, before darkness claimed him.

Hours later, Saint’s eyes fluttered open within the confines of a tent. Gazing down at him was a man with eyes brimming with kindness. “Welcome back to the land of the living,” the stranger said, a gentle smile on his lips as he offered Saint water. Their hands met in a firm shake, sealing an immortal bond of friendship born from the heart of the desert

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Merry Christmas

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