Created this thread on my birthday (23.08.2023)

For anyone who has a story to tell, and would like to win something for it!

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STORIES STORIES STORIES-
I have so many pride legends istg-

The Moonlit Spirits:
The Moonlit pride existed decades ago in a frosty tundra that has now been reduced to a desert. They were nimble and violent warriors followed by the cold glare of the moon, bringing eternal night into every territory they claimed. At first neighbouring prides had assumed the leader would make a peaceful pride, or at least die out in the cold of the ice desert. But something happened in the few months she was there, her heart froze over and turned her pelt a pale blue. The innocent, warm queen was lost nearly as soon as she had arrived, and in her place was a ruthless tyrant. An Oasis was created, with sweet scents and the gentle rushing of water as it melted from the ice above. It didn't take long for lionesses to be drawn over, either out of curiosity or by enemy pride orders. Those lionesses never came back. It is hard to tell whether they were killed, or joined the pride, since all lions in the Moonlit pride had their furs turned stiff and frostbitten, so they all looked the same. They were all so.. thin, and unnatural. They worshipped the moon and stars, never leaving the shine of the moon all their lives.
But it wasn't meant to be.
After years of fighting and gaining territory, the Moonlit pride's appearances suddenly just.. stopped. Sightings of the lithe, cruel lionesses began to dwindle until there were no sightings at all. Nobody knew what happened, nobody wanted to find out. It was only till years later a young king called Hare'runner ventured into the now grassland territory and found the skeletons of lionesses in a dip in the ground. The sun burned on the fields, whatever used to be here, they weren't here any longer.
Now, the spirits of the Moonlit pride scour the desert, shifting the sands and killing whatever they dont determine as their kin. The desert pride call the spirits the defenders, for they possess lionesses and go out by night to protect their past territory, protecting it even after death.

(Based off the Moonlit pride on my alt acc that I lost+my current account)

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(Hope this counts lol, I have wanted to share my prides history with others <3)

a new beginning

It all began when the marshland lions began occupying nearby territories. The neighbouring clans had fallen victim to their war tactics and skills and were forced out of their once well protected kingdoms.

This, of course, disrupted the peace that had held for longer than the oldest lion's life time. Fear and terror became the new common as the attacking lions made their way closer and closer, soon bordering in the FeatherClan, who had been the strongest clan between all others.

However, this did not stop the intruders from approaching them as well. The fight went down in history as one of the most epic battles known to them. Every lion fought for their life while dozens had already lost the same fight.
Many died, yet not only lions from the FeatherClan...

After fighting for many, many days, finally both leaders fell; Cloud'Star, who had been a youthful and honoured leader of the FeatherClan, and Gravel, who had been a feared leader of the marshland lions.
Although the two clans were grieving, they knew that the fall of the leaders would be the only way to return to peace as seers had propheted.

The time after the war wasn't easy; lions were still enemies and even though they rested at the same place, they hunted for themselves, not for each other. During the time of chaos and devastation there was one lion who believed in peace and in a future away from all harm; Moss.

The pretty lioness had fought because she had to, not because she believed it would have been good for her clan. She gathered the rest of the leftover lions from both clans and told them her idea of what a clan together could look like. Many were sceptical, but was there really an other option?

So when she began wandering, hoping to find a new territory, a paw-full of lions joined her. Along the way loners or lost lions from neighbouring clans joined the group and so around three dozen big cats were now part of the new tribe.

Disagreements and small fights were still part of the daily events, however soon the lions got along with each other better and voted Moss as Queen for saving them. Full of plans the young lioness began reorganising tasks, ranks and adaption to the new ground.

(Part of my prides story, the rest (not everything yet lol) is found on a thread called "Tribe of the Mossy Forests")

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this is the best one i got, my good friend helped me with it,since im not good at english,


In ages past, a dreadful curse unfurled its dark tendrils, ensnaring the entire pantheon of Greek gods in a most astonishing transformation—turning them into magnificent lions. While some deities embraced this change with a grace befitting their divine nature, others found themselves ensnared by trepidation and uncertainty. Within this tapestry of turmoil and wonder, emerged an extraordinary figure in the realm of mortals—a blue lion bedecked with ethereal wings tinted in hues of majestic purple. She bore the name Astria, a pariah among her once-familiar pride.
Astria's saga took root when fate guided her to the plight of Khione, the Greek goddess of snow, scorched and suffering beneath the unrelenting sun of the savannah. With a heart attuned to compassion, Astria led the beleaguered goddess to the sanctuary of her frozen cavern, where Khione found solace within the embrace of the crystalline realm.
As Astria embarked on her quest to seek out her celestial kin, her path intersected with Persephone, the goddess of spring, ensnared and peddled as a defenseless cub. Stirred by a deep wellspring of empathy, Astria unshackled Persephone from her captors, nurturing her back to the resplendent bloom of her former self. This act of kindness, a beacon of benevolence, ushered forth the renaissance of the goddess's spirit, infusing the world once more with the unfurling joys of spring.
Yet, Astria's benevolent journey found no terminus there. In her unwavering dedication to alleviating the plight of the divine, she chanced upon Selene, goddess of the moon, and Electryone, goddess of the sun. These celestial sisters had been ensnared, relegated to the status of mere trinkets. Guided by an incandescent fury, Astria liberated them from their captivity, evolving into their steadfast sentinel. Under Astria's tender guidance, Selene and Electryone forged anew their connection to their lion forms, reconciling with their celestial dominions.
In her expedition, Astria discovered solace and enlightenment in the presence of Copper'wing, a venerable lion adorned with a mane as dark and majestic as the night. Copper'wing had borne witness to the shattering of his own pride, a victim of a merciless affliction. In Astria's fledgling days, when she was naught but a cub, Copper'wing extended his sheltering wing, imparting wisdom and nurturing her for the ordeals to come. Though time's relentless march eventually silenced Copper'wing's roar, his legacy endured within Astria, stoking an unassailable determination to fulfill her mission and honor her mentor's memory.
With indomitable resolve, Astria pledged herself to the sacred task of seeking out every Greek god and goddess ensnared by the curse. Her devotion was an unyielding flame, guiding them through the labyrinthine transition into their leonine forms, all the while fostering a sense of purpose and kinship in their transformed existence. Astria's crusade was driven by an unquenchable desire to mend the fractures within the divine realm, to honor her mentor's legacy, and to kindle a sense of familial pride.
Through her unswerving pursuit, Astria also endeavored to craft a genuine haven for the beleaguered gods. She discerned that their lion visages were but vessels for their divine essence—a reminder that their potency transcended outward appearances. With each deity she encountered, Astria poured forth love, counsel, and the certitude that their identity endured, regardless of the physical form they bore.
Henceforth, Astria, the audacious blue lion bearing iridescent purple wings, embarked upon an odyssey of legendary proportions. Her resolute dedication and boundless empathy aimed to bring succor, purpose, and concord to the lions of divinity, as she wove the teachings of her venerated mentor into the very fabric of Greek mythology, etching an indelible chronicle of compassion and heroism.

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A tale told to cubs...

Some years ago, there was a lion named Gesi. She was the king's favorite lion. But there was a secret that she had kept... Gesi had a secret cave that held lions and cubs the king had either no longer favored or that had been lost In the savannah with no pride to look to. Gesi had kept this secret cave for many years, gaining a helper as the years went on. But one day, Ebony (the king) had found out about this little cave. Angered by the fact that a secret like this had been kept from him. He would not have that!

He was furious and wasn't able to think right. Ebony stormed off to the cave, murdering everyone in sight, including his favorite lioness. Giving her a slow and painful death. Now the secret cave holds those whom have been blessed, or cursed, with mutations. And that is why you never anger king Ebony...

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I love the art and I love the story! I never had anyone draw one of my lions before Although to qualify you have to replay on the thread, not in DM's. I'm glad you enjoy the way I write, and I'll make sure to give the lion I'll be sending some lore if you win them

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As Bryony was telling her stories to the cubs of both her pride and many others she spots a pink cub with pink fairy wings laying on a log way behind the others. She had a pen in her mouth and she was scribbling on a piece of paper.

When Bryony finished her story she had put all the cubs to sleep and she looked back at the log and the fairy cub was gone. Odd..

Around 30 minutes later she was finishing helping getting materials for a pregnant lioness, comforting the one month pregnant Dust Devil, she notices the cub watching her from a distance. She walks over and the cub is obviously fighting every urge not to run.

She slowly drops a rolled up piece of paper in her mouth and nudges it with her nose over to Bryony,

"Im just a cub.. I dont have any stories.. but I can draw so I um" She pauses awkwardly, shifting her paws. It was obvious she was shy,
"I drew you.. "

Bryony unrolls the paper and its a quick sketch of her

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Once upon a time, in the heart of the savanna, there thrived a majestic lion pride known as the Golden Mane. This pride, consisting of courageous lionesses and their playful cubs, roamed the vast plains with grace and strength. Led by their wise and steadfast leader, King Pleasure, the Golden Mane pride lived in harmony, their roars resonating through the vast wilderness. However, the tranquility of their dominion was soon shattered by the impending threat of a treacherous drought. The riverbeds dried up, the once lush pastures withered to nothingness, and the animals of the savanna faced an uncertain future. The Golden Mane pride was not spared from this cruel fate, as hunger and fatigue began to gnaw at their weary bodies.



In the darkest hour, when the pride seemed on the brink of surrender, news of a legendary lion with a majestic, glowing mane reached their ears. It was said that an ancient prophecy foretold the arrival of a mighty lion, destined to save the pride from the clutches of despair. His name was Bloodgod. Whispers of Bloodgod's arrival fluttered through the wind as the Golden Mane pride desperately held onto a fading glimmer of hope. And on a moonlit night, as if summoned by their unwavering faith, Bloodgod appeared before them, basking in the moon's gentle glow. His mane shimmered in a bright radiance, emanating an aura of unquestionable power.



Bloodgod, with his almighty presence, approached the proud King Pleasure and vowed to aid the Golden Mane pride in their time of need. With unyielding confidence, Bloodgod led the pride on a journey. He guided them through treacherous terrain, where they endured starving nights and relentless heat during the day. Through Bloodgod's guidance, the Golden Mane pride discovered an ancient oasis, filled with life-sustaining water and abundant prey. A collective roar of gratitude resonated across the savanna, carrying a message of triumph. From that moment on, Bloodgod became an integral part of the Golden Mane pride, offering his strength, wisdom, and love as a guardian and protector. His presence revitalized the pride, sparking renewed unity and resilience in their hearts.

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Hi! ^^
I'm kinging my heir in 3 days and that's his story, that Bryony heard from an old lioness from Kain's pride:

Some days ago there was a fire that killed Ashlan the big and brought death to the lands and to the pride; Kain rescued as many lions as he could, bearing with the heat and the pain of his burning paws and fur. He has sadness and determination in his eyes and wants to bring back the faith and the security of his future pride. Of the lions he rescued. Days later, his eyes still reflects the flames.
Between life and death there is rebirth, and it makes Kain to a king. He changes into a king because of the fire that gave him pain and responsibility. His 'normal self' died as he noticed the fire and he brought to life his real self that is ready for the king life.
All the living pridemates accepted him immediately as their new king because they know that such an unselfish, brave and strong male would be a worthy king after Ashlan.

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Snapdragon sits next to Bryony and ponders for a moment thinking of any stories that had been passed down through the prides. Suddenly he remembers the story of the first queen of the pride.


Once upon a time, an elder king paced his territory meeting lone lioness on his morning walk. Saying hello to them all, then going on about his day lost in deep thought. His paws begining to ache, the arthritis was really starting to take it's toll on his aging body. "An heir, I still haven't found an heir.. what will happen to my pride if I am to pass without one?" He thought, mindlessly walking to the edge of his territory.

His thoughts were interrupted suddenly when his aching body collided with a strong framed ebony lioness. Her amber eyes staring into his apologetically.

"I'm deeply sorry sir! I wasn't paying attention!" She exclaimed quickly looking down to the ground, cowering ever so slightly. He stepped back gaining his composer and looked at her. He had never seen a lioness so beautiful walking this area before, let alone by herself.

"You're not the only one to blame here dear" he spoke softly "I wasn't paying attention either. Now, can you tell me what you're doing in a place like this? It's really no place for a pride lioness to be." He gave a soft smile.

She looked up to him, relaxing soon after and took a breath. "I have no pride sir, I'm honestly looking for food. I saw some lioness take out a bush pig near by and I was hoping to at least find some scraps." She glanced up at him, expecting an upset expression but was surprised to see a warm and inviting smile.

"You can join my pride. We have a warm cave, plenty of food, and I know my lionesses will welcome you in with open paws." He turned around nudging his head in the direction of home. "let's go before it gets too dark"

A thankful expression spread across her face as she followed him. Happily entering the pride. She would earn the name Queen and be his favorite lioness. She led hunts, raised cubs. And even provided an heir. She laid by the side of her king when he passed, grooming his mane and soothing his worries when he finally joined the stars.

She never had another litter after he was gone. Her king had passed, she took a new role in the pride. A daunting grandmother and mother, a powerful huntress, and most importantly a wise guardian.

She helped her son grow into an amazing King, a powerful leader and most importantly a kind soul. Lionesses in our pride look up to her, and hope that one day they too can make such an impact as she did all those years ago.

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( Not good at writing story)
This is a story about the first king( in my other acc)


~°Snow Paw°~ was a young lion when he had his own pride, he explore, battle and getting territory. He had been though some of events, one day after dropping a shiny rock by accident, that named Penumbra body, his body turn into a black mix with yellow color, he had experienced his first base change.

There is not much after that except he had accidentally chase a special looking cub ( Interstellar base), but he also learn more about the currency.
One day he met a lion name V'kai, a orange Piebald lion who have bit trouble with his brother Vashkartzen, ~°Snow Paw°~ met him during a battling event, he was friendly and help ~°Snow Paw°~ win some battle against other lions. ~°Snow Paw°~ was trying to finish his quest to get some cool stuff but failed.

There also was an event that had a lot of bunny running around, but during that event he was some where else sleeping and swimming.
The first time ~°Snow Paw°~ decided to interact with people, he open a shop and successful selling 2 stuff.

One night when ~°Snow Paw°~ was sleeping there was a loud noise outside the cave, he decided to check out what is it and before his eyes were countless meteorites fly straight to the ground and into the forest, he didn't know anything yet so he was just lying down enjoy the color sky. About a few hours later the meteorites stop so ~°Snow Paw°~ decide to go explore, he soon a Lioness name Tefnut and know that she is a lion from far away and..... everything is a bit chaos after meeting her like have a talk with a over protective father name Apedemak, fighting Apollyon then apologize and joining Menhit sides, in the end he do helped Menhit become a queen of her land.

There are many more events that ~°Snow Paw°~ had join but he can't remember clearly enough so this is the End of the story.

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Don't have anything to add writing-wise, but I really love this!
also happy late bday

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I have got two stories, they are important lore of my pride^^
I love sharing them here!
Sorry that they are so long lol



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My most recent written lore: "Nalena's Silence"
Characters:
- Nalena https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794198375516
- Lava https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794199775950
!! TW for sick character and traumatic storyline !!

This is a story about a very unique friendship between two lionesses.
One of them, Nalena named, was the best good hunter, and very popular in the pride. When Lava joined the pride as an outcast, they befriended almost immediately and Nalena learnt Lava everything about hunting and the pride that she knew.

But even when Lava learned everything and was just as talented as her friend, no one payed attention to her. She felt alone and abandoned and HAD to be the center of this group, control it, be the leader, the most popular of all.
So one night, when the evening fell, Lava escaped a hunting session silently. She caught a big deer on her own and then went to the sea to get a jellyfish, ripped it to shards and mixed it though the meal. She then brought it to Nalena with an awfully friendly face. "Sorry I am late. I got distracted by this deer. You can take it as an apology that I wasn't there with you tonight."
Nalena seemed pleased and thanked her friend for the meal and the apoligy. She sat down as she ate it, and when she said she started feeling weird, Lava guided her to her nest. "It's going to be okay, just get some rest," she told her with a voice full of trait. Nalena felt so cold and weak that she could not do anything but lay down and close her eyes.

The next day, at early dawn, Lava sneaked into Nalena's den to check if she was really frozen. But instead, Lava found the lioness in her nest, cold and weak, but awake. What was this? The process shouldn't take that long! Lava froze as the dull eyes of the tired lioness pierced into hers, not letting go.
She breathed heavily, but quiet, as she stared at her old friend with a silent gaze full of pain and anger. She knew! Was she going to tell everyone?
With a tremble of fear, Lava didn't knew how soon she had to turn around and run out of the den.
Later that morning, the whole pride went to check on Nalena when they found out that she was this sick. Sweet babe even struck down from the stars and tried to heal her. She gifted her a part of her soul, to keep her alive, but Nalena could never talk anymore and often felt too weak to hunt.

Lava is now the best hunter of the pride, and the most appreciated lioness amongst the hunters. But she dreams about the lioness she poisoned, and she has nightmares about Sweet Babe, those two haunting her dreams every night. And she wonders for how long she will stay the most appreciated one here, if the others ever find out what she did.



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My first ever written lore: "Sweet Babe's Blessing"
Characters:
- Sweet Babe https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794178310819
- BlossomBell https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?mid=440815
- Itsuki https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794202719871
!! TW for character death and depressing storyline !!

Sweet Babe was an old lady who was found terribly wounded at the border of the territory by a patrol. BlossomBell decided to bring her to his pride, and while she gave him tips on how to heal her, he listened and treater her well. She was like his long lost mother to him, since he never had one as a cub. And they grew a strong bond.
After a few moons, Babe was entirely healed. She was old, but that didn't mean she was lazy. She kept the cubs entertained land helped pregnant lionesses by bringing them wet moss to drink and clean their nests. She also knew perfectly how to help a lioness who is about to give birth and helped them when that time comes. Besides that, she treated illnesses.
Whenever a pride member of her dear "family" joined the stars, she and BlossomBell prepared a ceremony to grief and honor the gone pride member with respect.

But one morning, BlossomBell woke up to bring his old friend a piece of breakfast prey and found her panting in her den, eyes closed in pain, breathing heavily. It was her time to go, she said with a raspy voice. "I am old, my dear boy. I will miss you, but I am sure you will make it on your own. I told you I wouldn't be there for you forever when we first met." But BlossomBell WANTED her to be. And so, crying of pain, he fed her a jellyfish, and she looked at him in despair before she breathed a last cold breath and froze.
BlossomBell sat next to her, bowed down over her sleeping body, crying, almost all day. He regretted what he had done, but he could not turn things back. His heart was too fragile to let go of this lioness.

But then, one day, a new prince named Itsuki was taken into the pride. He asked BlossomBell what was going on with the lioness in the den, who he never saw moving. Was she dead? Why was she sleeping there forever?
BlossomBell never wanted to talk to him about it and so he never did. Itsuki wasn't allowed to come there, but one day he was too curious and sneaked in in the middle of the night. He saw the lioness' empty eyes, that somehow seemed looked at him like they were still alive, frozen tears on her cheeks. And his heart filled with pity and he cried in silence. And his tears, somehow, woke her up. She breathed in heavily; Itsuki suprisedly lifted his head. "Thank you, boy. I knew you would come to me one day. I have watched you from.. *cough* this den, every day, walking.. by, looking at me. Your love and open, kind, strong heart saved me. I can rest in piece now." She breathed in deeply once more. "Tell BlossomBell that... he doesn't have to be sorry..." and then, her eyes stared into nothing once again, but this time really dead.

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." – Sweet Babe

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Bryony looks at you from the bushes, looking around to make sure you are alone.

"Thank you kindly for all the stories you've been telling me over the past few days. It's been wonderful to hear them all. Now, to express my gratitude, I'd like you to meet someone." She smiles at you warmly, as a lioness emerges from the bushes behind her.



Congratulations to 🦉𝕆𝕨𝕝🦉 (#406677) for winning this round! I'll be sending the lioness your way shortly. She is a bit of an older gal, but she is still pretty. A reminder that this topic is not for chatter. Any responses that are not stories or written encounters will be ignored and won't classify as legitimate entries. Now that that's settled, let the next round begin!

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𝒬𝓊ℯℯ𝓃 𝒹𝒶ℊℊℯ𝓇 settled down in front of
Bryony with a soft chuckle. "I hope your travels are treating you well, wanderer." 𝒬𝓊ℯℯ𝓃 𝒹𝒶ℊℊℯ𝓇 speaks in a gentle voice. "I am 𝒬𝓊ℯℯ𝓃 𝒹𝒶ℊℊℯ𝓇, and I have a story to tell. My pride is said to have been started by a king who was lost to time. The first king we have history of was named saber, who was a primal king. He is said to have been wise, and treat his pride well. Our second king with history is hatchet, a smilus king. Hatchet was said to be fiercely protective of his pride, and have sired many cubs. The third king, and my predecessor, gungnir, was a primal. Like myself, he presented as a lioness and is said to have had a soft spot for exiled lionesses, and Cubs. It's said that during his reign, a immortal lioness joined the pride, and still walks amongst us to this day." 𝒬𝓊ℯℯ𝓃 𝒹𝒶ℊℊℯ𝓇 spoke, telling the main legend of her pride.

(It's lore if you can't tell, and exiled=chased)

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Hobo smiled as he was offered some fresh kills. "Why yes, I have quite a few stories to tell, but for now I will tell one. A few bribes may help me tell more," He half joked, chuckling and biting in to a piece of meat before looking back up Bryony licking his chops clean as he got ready to tell his story. "Alright. Hmmm..." Hobo hummed as he thought for a moment of what to tell. "Ah yes, the story of the first king, " He decided, swallowing saliva as he started his story...

( TW: Gore! Etc)

At the start, there had been an ugly plain and boring king. He had no noticeable features except his kind heart. Dahahabu was his name. His first ever lion had been bought from another king, her name ending up to be Gesi. Dahahabu, happy with his first lioness, decided to start learning more about how to run a pride. After all, he had not only never been taught but was chased away from his family pride. As time passed, he ended up buying the atlas titan and fur, applying the applicator to him. He watched as his colors shifted and changed into a beautiful mix of browns and cream colors. By this time, he had built up a nice pride. And as he explored he did everything nice, playing with cubs, claiming lone lionesses and such. He would collect cubs from the tree and give them a home. One day, a ebony base cub ended up following him. Feeling sorry for the poor cub, he picked it up carrying it to his pride. He watched as the male grew up, his name to be 𝓔𝓫𝓸𝓷𝔂. Little did Dahahabu know though, that this cub would not only be his fate but the next ruler... The king watched carefully as Gesi and 𝓔𝓫𝓸𝓷𝔂 bonded and later how cub would act with him around him. Soon, 𝓔𝓫𝓸𝓷𝔂 was full grown, and ready to carry out his plan. Dahahabu had been killed by the one he had taken in, the viscous 𝓔𝓫𝓸𝓷𝔂 had taken control. And that was the end of the beautiful first king.

Hobo took a deep breath, and then sighed as he finished telling the story. "And that is the story of the first king, maybe I'll tell you more maybe I won't," He finished, a happy grin along his face. "Thank you for letting me tell the story" he said, plopping down and curling his tail in.

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