
The sun rose slowly over the village, golden light creeping through thin cotton curtains like a curious whisper. The day had finally come.... naming ceremony of the baby boy.
The courtyard bustled with early morning preparations.
The sun rose slowly over the village, golden light creeping through thin cotton curtains like a curious whisper. The day had finally come.... naming ceremony of the baby boy.
The courtyard bustled with early morning preparations.
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