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The cold Bethlehem night hummed with frustrated murmurs. Inns overflowed, their doors shut against the weary. Mary, heavy with child, leaned against Joseph, her breath coming in ragged gasps as another innkeeper shook his head apologetically. "No room, good people. Not a single corner". Across the crowded square, another figure knew that same crushing disappointment. He was a man of striking contrast: black hair was placed above a face etched with travel, and eyes the startling colour of indigo seemed to absorb the dim lantern light, reflecting a deep weariness. He was not old, but his shoulders slumped with the weight of countless rejections. "Nothing, sir", a voice boomed from a doorway he'd just approached. "Try the next street, maybe, but I doubt it". He'd heard it a dozen times tonight. His dark features, perhaps his silent intensity, seemed to put people off even more readily than the general lack of space. He wasn't belligerent, mere...
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Two Loyal Companions

In the mountains of Scotland, where the wind howls and the rain never seems to cease, there lived a Scotsman with a heart as expansive as the glens and lochs surrounding his humble abode. It was a simple existence, but one filled with contentment and joy, especially when he was joined by his two loyal companions: a Golden Retriever and a Border Collie.
The three of them were making their way back from a long walk, the dogs bounding ahead of their master, until they reached the edge of Loch Ness. The Golden Retriever, ever the adventurer, couldn't resist the sparkling waters and plunged in, causing the Border Collie to pause and watch in bemusement.
"Come on laddie!" the Scotsman called, beckoning to his canine companions. The Golden Retriever eagerly followed, but not before collecting his fellow dog, who had decided to join in the fun and splash in the water as well.




The three of them spent a blissful moment in the water, the coldness of the Loch forgotten in the warmth of their bond. As they made their way back to the shore, the Scotsman couldn't help but feel grateful for the loyal companionship of his two furry friends. In that moment, life felt perfect, and he knew that as long as he had them by his side, he would always find joy in the simplest of moments. 

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