The mouse is a small creature of quiet grace, its fur a whisper against the stone. With twitching whiskers and dark, gleaming eyes, it forever searches the shadows for a forgotten crumb, a moment of sustenance in a world too large to comprehend. It is a survivor, a quiet heart beating a frantic rhythm, a fleeting glimpse of life in the hidden corners of the world.
Press and hold to paint the path. Can you make it all the way to the finish?
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