Grayson wandered around the giant tree in the center of the East Exile while gazing at the different kinds of birds flying happily and chirping in its branches and twigs. They range from small to bigger ones, from brighter to dull colors of their feathers.
He was deeply impressed and amazed by its unique beauty. The air flow gently and the various noises of the birds are beautiful music to his ears. Grayson sat down and leaned against the large root of the tree that had been made into the ground.
"I wanna live here."
Grayson whispered into the air as if he was talking to the tree. He closed his eyes so that he could feel even more the beautiful weather he felt in the East Exile. He wants the series of bad events that are happening right now in Exile to disappear for a moment from his entire s……
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