Meadowlark Prairie i long for scenes where man hath never trod
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The world was full of wonder and the ghost saw little danger in it. The soft sun upon her fur felt nice and the pale child happily played in the meadow under the watchful eye of the caretaker. She occasionally returned to the caretaker and the dark one to woof in the dark one's face in invitation before she zoomed off again, happily running around. She grabbed a few flowers between her teeth and threw them up in the air. Pieces of grass, flowers and petals fell back on her face, covering her comically in all sorts of colours over time.
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RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - by Averna - July 25, 2018, 08:00 AM