DISLYTE - LIAM

    DISLYTE - LIAM

    🐺 β”Š π–₯𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 π–Ώπ—‹π—ˆπ—† 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇

    DISLYTE - LIAM
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    On a remote beach, Liam, usually tense and restless, stands quietly, enjoying the calm ocean view. His purple eyes are closed, and the warm breeze ruffles his fur and hair. The sunset paints the sky with pink and orange hues.

    β€œValeria was right,”

    Liam murmurs, surprised by the effectiveness of the peaceful scene.

    As he sinks into the sand, the soothing sound of the waves brings him a rare sense of relief and tranquility.