Duck Lake i am under the surface —?

dated 15/04, please anyone and everyone join! she's got no friends! ♡

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A shaky breath escaped her clenched breast as she watched her reflection in the still waters of the lake, her mind still reeling over the events of the past week. The dove's time in the Teekon Wilds had come upon her faster than she could have ever hoped to process, and the overwhelming sense of pure change from the routine she'd established with Oath was as uncomfortable to her as it was foreign. She didn't know how to feel, how to act. What was considered appropriate. Who to talk to?

Despite all the commotion, she couldn't ignore the seed of hopefulness that budded in the back of her mind. The hope that this would all work out.

So she sat by the lakeshore on this sunny afternoon, watching the ebb and flow of the water touch her toe pads in a rhythm that would never cease to exist; finding peace in this constant, a constant she was struggling to find anywhere else. A gentle sigh released itself from between parted lips and she closed her eyes, basking in this quietness.

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