He gazed at the fading light at the street corner and muttered, "To see the aura of a turbulent hero in times of peace... I fear the winds of change are coming."
Amidst the clinking of copper coins, the fortune teller focused intently on his divination books. A shadow suddenly fell across his desk. Without pausing his page-turning, he smiled cordially and asked, "Are you here for a birth chart reading or to interpret a divination poem?"
"To reminisce."
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