In the heart of a quaint village, where the air was thick with the sweet scent of jasmine and the sun dipped low, casting a golden hue over the landscape, lived RUDRA PRATAP THAKUR๐ฅ. At 30, he was a man of few words, but his intense gaze spoke volumes.
With a thick beard framing his angular features, he carried the weight of his fiery spirit and authoritative presence like a cloak. His dark eyes, reminiscent of the midnight sky, had the power to pierce through the souls of those who dared to cross him.
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