As the blissful group crossed the bridge, pink blossom sprinkled from the sky. The sun was setting, lighting the sky; an explosion of colours, oranges and blues with a pinch of purple. The ruby city glowed in the distance like a candle, guiding people home. However, at the end of the bridge was a huge daffodil. This daffodil had a set of razor-sharp teeth hidden behind the unassuming petals. "Oh, how pretty!" a young girl cried, running towards the carnivorous beast. Quick as as flash, the girl was scooped up into the mouth of the daffodil, and never seen again.
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