Crimson Floats

The moon dipped below the edge, casting long, shadowy hues across the water. A gentle breeze stirred, sending ripples over its surface. And then, a sight both otherworldly: Crimson Floats. Tiny spirals of fire, they danced and tumbled on the water's skin. It was as if the heavens itself had breathed a touch of its magic into this peaceful place.

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