The crickets sang their nightly lullaby, a rhythmic crescendo that pierced the dense darkness of the forest.
The campfire crackled and spat embers into the air, throwing shadows that danced like phantoms across the tents.
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Yeh raatien ye mausam...
The crickets sang their nightly lullaby, a rhythmic crescendo that pierced the dense darkness of the forest.
The campfire crackled and spat embers into the air, throwing shadows that danced like phantoms across the tents.
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