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As luna dressed a far away memory crept into her mind. A far away memory of laughter and joy, of love and carefree tumbling. A memory so faint it almost seemed like a figment of her mind more than an actual fact. About a half hour had passed before she went outside, "This should be long enough for that inconsiderate fool!, aww, my dress....it's ripped" As she sat outside in the chilling wind, a sudden fog entered her mind, a feeling of utter helplessness and she collapsed against worn weathered wood, that once belonged to a Grand Victorian Mansion. A sleeping child in the open, so tempting to the wicked, she is lifted and away she lithes through the ever grasping willow trees.
 Why hello there Smexy! Care for a shower? I wont bite! ;B  DarkSunflower15 · Sat Jul 19, 2008 @ 03:14am · 0 Comments |
