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Tucked in the misty mountains, where the air smelled of pine, incense, and enlightenment, Master Po held court in a creaky old monastery...

High in the craggy folds of a mountain, where the air smelled of pine and the occasional whiff of existential dread, a seeker named Lila...

On a sun-dappled afternoon, in a quiet corner of a sprawling garden, a sleek tabby cat named Luna and a shaggy golden retriever named Max...