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Once upon a time in a sun-dappled forest filled with the rustle of leaves and the whisper of breezes, there lived a northern flicker named Flick. Unlike most woodpeckers, Flick had an insatiable curiosity about the world beyond his tree. He was drawn to every sound and movement—especially those created by humans.
Flick spent his days pecking at the bark of towering pines and foraging for ants on the ground, but his heart yearned for adventure. One fateful day, while observing children playing in a nearby clearing, he decided it was time to explore this mysterious place that seemed so different from his familiar home.
With wings outstretched and heart pounding with excitement, Flick soared above the treetops until he reached the edge of the clearing. The laughter of children mingled with their shouts filled him with wonder. He landed gracefully on a low-hanging branch of an old oak tree, camouflaged among its leaves.
From his perch, Flick watched as children played tag and flew colorful kites that danced against the azure sky. His eyes widened as one child released a bright red kite into the air—it soared high above him like an escaping dream. In that moment, he felt something inside him stir: a desire not only to observe but to join in.
Taking a leap of faith (and flight!), Flick flitted closer to where another child sat quietly on her blanket painting pictures. The girl looked up in surprise; her brush paused mid-stroke as she beheld this vibrant bird speckled with golden spots—a flicker like no other she had ever seen.
"Hello there!" she whispered softly as if afraid to startle him away. To her amazement, instead of flying off at her voice’s sudden intrusion into silence, Flick ♥♥♥♥♥♥ his head curiously at her paintbrush.
Intrigued by how art brought beauty into life much like nature did itself—Flick hopped closer until he could see splashes of color blooming on paper: reds like sunset skies and blues deep like rivers flowing through forests!
As days passed into weeks, Flick returned every afternoon while schoolchildren gathered around their teacher under that same oak tree—curious laughter echoing through branches swaying gently overhead—a symphony composed just for them all!
The girl named Mia soon became fondly attached to her feathered friend who arrived daily without fail! Together they formed an unspoken bond; she'd paint vivid landscapes inspired
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bear 7 Oct, 2023 @ 10:57pm 
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Phyrrhic 14 Mar, 2022 @ 10:59pm 
After a good game in csgo, i added him because he seemed like a cool guy. We got chatting, over the next couple of months we became good friends. Lots of banter, lots of great CS and most importantly true friendship. I invited him to my house for a csgo lan party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life. When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear. Turns out he was vegan. Don't trust this guy.
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