TO GROW
by Bitter
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Peeking out from around
the clouds, the sun cast its light down toward the Mystic Wilds
below. The tight-woven boughs of the canopy of Kale's Forest caught
all that they could, but some light was fortunate enough to make its
way to the surface undevoured. Bright speckles flickered here and
there, offering momentary excitements within the otherwise
undisturbed doldrums of the shade. But even the darkness had its own
intrigue; a gentle breeze made the leaves wag to and fro an
To Grow (F/M)
By: Bitter
Favorited: 14 years ago
