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The girl sat in the chair. The room glowed in the moonlight, soft and inviting. The origami butterfly seemed to be watching her with its beady eyes, as if it could sense her musings. It seemed almost alive in its delicate movements, like a real butterfly flitting through the air.
The girl sat in the chair. The room glowed in the moonlight, soft and inviting. The origami butterfly seemed to be watching her with its beady eyes, as if it could sense her musings. It seemed almost alive in its delicate movements, like a real butterfly flitting through the air.