”The Silent Sentinel, The Cradle”

An old wooden cradle stood in the corner, a reminder of past events. Age had faded the once-detailed carvings that defined it. This cradle had witnessed the arrival of many generations leaving its mark on the worn wood. But now, it stood empty, mute, in a house that had fallen prey to disuse a sentinel. […]

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