The Lantern And The Fog Comments

Once, in a forgotten city veiled in endless mist, there was a single lantern. It burned not because it had to, but because it chose to. Its flame flickered golden against the cold, struggling against the fog that sought to drown it.

The people of the city, lost in the haze, barely noticed its glow. They stumbled past, whispering that the fog was inevitable—that light had no place in a world built on shadows.
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