The road ahead
That afternoon, Lilly loaded her car with essentials and started the long drive to her new property. The paved streets slowly gave way to gravel roads, which then faded into a narrow, winding dirt path stretching deep into the countryside. As the car rolled forward, the farmhouse emerged on the horizon. It looked weathered, lonely, yet strangely inviting. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow across its wood, painting the house in quiet nostalgia.
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