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This is my input for the 5 minute freewriter post in #freewriters Community.
In the olden forests, where leaves once talked beautifully, silence followed the loss. Creatures that were running across the land, whose magnificent forms used to be the narrators of exciting stories, now are only found in the dimming memories of ages ago. They died out, leaving us only with fossilized whispers, a proof of existence's delicacy. Their silence is a deep melodramatic wail, a reminder of life’s ephemeral nature, ruined by progress and the acceptance of time. As for nature, it defies extinction, remaining a perennial manifestation of creation and ruin.
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