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... across the island, routinely checking the growth of flowers, fruits, and trees, occasionally summoning rain to water some withering plants.
However, their work didn’t last long before a familiar sense of fatigue surged into their hearts.
Nominally they were goddesses guarding the Sacred Garden, but in reality, they toiled like gardeners.
This mundane and repetitive life, day after day, even the most fervent passion would gradually be worn away with the passage of time. < ...
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