Stone Circle Lovely

Inkeri smiled and laughed. I have had many experiences. Experiences. We were running for our lives. Lives. So at the time. Time. It didn't seem so wondrous. Wondrous. But looking back. Back. We were blessed. Blessed. We lived. Lived.

She nodded her head. I would love too. Too.

A sad look fell upon her ink and paper face, sea green eyes swimming. Anja was never here. Here. She was only in the teekon for a time. Time and then she left. Left.