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🌲 to climb a tree with my muse | not accepting
Duncan grunted, arms trembling as he did his best to lift the elf higher. “Can you reach it yet? Surely you can climb up now!” Maker, his old age was showing--he could feel himself getting red in the face from the effort of lifting the other, though if asked about it later he’d chalk it up to all of the armor.










