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The dewy morning glazes upon the liquid gold falling out of the brilliant sun which appears as an elegant yellow pearl between the beautiful valleys, covered in crystal clear snow. The warmth is pleasing and blissful on the bare skin which greedily wants more of it. As the routine follows up, my training gets harder day-by-day but that didn’t stop me. Sometimes, I curse Lucian’s training program but it does make me stronger than I was before. He did not pity or sympathizes with me when he gets too hard, not even my puppy eyes melt him or at least to be a little soft on me. He commanded me to practice 180 degrees stretch while he went to hunt something for us today. The cold breeze blows hard but to be honest, I am sweating while working out. I never learned gymnastics in my life and now
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