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3 more months
Life took her mother's pale horse down the mountain through the valleys and the hills, as the angels beat their drums, corners and turns tight. Canopies of greens, Golds and blue shaded her way down to the people to see and to meet.
Her Golden shoes buckled around her feet so the moon and stars could watch her move and treat while the sun shone his rays upon her trying to hide her from the true night light. Gold chains wrapped about her, stones placed here and there to hide over cover a glamor of mana.
there she met a dragon lady
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10/3/3/10 |
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