Moonsong Glacier like every verse of a living, breathing fairy tale
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the scent of the woman nephele came back to the glacier, and for a moment the intensity of sulukinak's emotions drew her from cover to investigate; but before she could emerge to see if this was a real moment, the scent changed, and with it the interest of the girl diminished.

if it was really her, then what? nothing. nothing.

she sulked back among the trees. she was there for a little while before another scent came to her — and the sound of her man dutch carrying lowly through the dark.

sulukinak did not come out of her hiding place to meet him.
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RE: like every verse of a living, breathing fairy tale - by Sulukinak - March 20, 2024, 11:20 PM