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To be as Lilliputian as the silver mother was both blessing and curse. Sometimes you could almost go anywhere without detection; you were at a level that tended to be usually so plain to those higher-ups, when in fact the undergrowth could be a kaleidoscope only known by fox and littler fauna alike. Aurëwen was sure that her children explored it in their own time, here and now, and whenever she left them to their own devices.
For one, she’d brought them further down the mountain — away from the Falls and their thicket and instead to some in-between glen on the way to the Lake. Here was where they snuck about; with unassuming bluebells and other such flora, wild and benign, with alpines, cottonwood, oak and all else to preside.
As for Aure, the twin peaks of boney shoulders rose and fell above dewy grasses and ferns and flowers — everything personally horrendous put aside, and she didn’t wish to spoil such a lovely, breezy, sun-drenched spring day. Not when she hunted for her babes, and smiled as she often, impishly did.
For one, she’d brought them further down the mountain — away from the Falls and their thicket and instead to some in-between glen on the way to the Lake. Here was where they snuck about; with unassuming bluebells and other such flora, wild and benign, with alpines, cottonwood, oak and all else to preside.
As for Aure, the twin peaks of boney shoulders rose and fell above dewy grasses and ferns and flowers — everything personally horrendous put aside, and she didn’t wish to spoil such a lovely, breezy, sun-drenched spring day. Not when she hunted for her babes, and smiled as she often, impishly did.
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tri-de ste sen yu op - by Andraste - May 25, 2019, 04:12 PM
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