Meadowlark Prairie i long for scenes where man hath never trod
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Something was different about today. The pale child knew that much. She cocked her head questioningly at her caretaker before following, boldly pressing on into the fray. She did not seem afraid even as the darkness of the forest turned slowly to a more open space, much different than their darkness. Large ears perked forward, one flopped over comically, and then the ghost child dashed towards the light with unbridled enthusiasm, barking an invitation to the caretaker and the dark child over her shoulder as she did so.
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RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - by Averna - May 30, 2018, 02:19 AM