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there it was – for just a moment in the darkness, a flash of something pure a flurry of shadow and softness the cool night – comfortable in her own […]
there it was – for just a moment in the darkness, a flash of something pure a flurry of shadow and softness the cool night – comfortable in her own […]
A gentle hand stoops, Gathers the ruffled sparrow, Pulls her from the narrow Crevice. Her panicked heart Beating. The rough, scratched hand Holds her, the royal-ringed Finger caresses the frail-winged […]