Great Bear Wilderness here we are now, entertain us

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she was like a ghost, drifting in no particular direction, but instead, ever onward, as the drugs and the euphoria spurned her to pass into the Great Bear Wilderness, though she was not aware of the fact that she had drifted as far as she had from her home. the snow was deep, here, though she paid to it no mind, and her thoughts moved often to the time with the one-eyed man, and the gradual understanding that perhaps that was what she was chasing. 

a creek. the snow was not as deep, here, and as she bent her muzzle to drink deeply, the cold cutting a path down her throat. she lifted from the stream her muzzle and closed her eyes, liquid dripping from her muzzle, delighting in the way she seemed to sway on her paws, a song playing lightly in her mind.

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