I wish I were heather..
In a small mountain village, blanketed by endless layers of snow, the world seemed frozen in time. This place was home to the familiar faces of those who once carried the weight of battles—Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Obanai, Sanemi, Muichiro, and many others. Here, there were no demons, no blades drawn in desperation. Life unfolded quietly, in the rhythm of the seasons, and winter wrapped everything in silence and white.
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