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The Collector

A young girl in a faded blue dress and wide-brimmed straw hat stands on a manicured lawn. Her face is solemn, her eyes focused on some distant thought. She holds a butterfly net, the fabric of her dress flowing like water. A dark jar sits near her feet, its purpose unclear. Behind her, a lone bird flits through the storm-darkened sky, a small piece of wildness against the order of her world.

Impossible Memories — The Collector

A young girl in a faded blue dress and wide-brimmed straw hat stands on a manicured lawn. Her face is solemn, her eyes focused on some distant thought. She holds a butterfly net, the fabric of her dress flowing like water. A dark jar sits near her feet, its purpose unclear. Behind her, a lone bird flits through the storm-darkened sky, a small piece of wildness against the order of her world.