Wheeling Gull Isle All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.
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: Forward dated to April 14

She was enjoying herself on this little island of theirs. Every day she tried her paw at fishing, although she wasn’t very good at it, she found herself to be a better bird catcher than anything. She enjoyed lounging on the beach, and listening to the waves crash against the shore, and the sunsets were beautiful. Not as beautiful as the sun rise she had watched with that boy, but she enjoyed them nonetheless.

It was still early in the day, and Padma was splayed along the sand. Waking up slowly.
"it is if everyone dies alone."
"Does that scare you?"
"i don't want to be alone."
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All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust. - by Padma - April 08, 2019, 11:43 PM