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Author Topic: Prompt 1: Northern Sons  (Read 42 times)

* Icarus Argabright

    (04/28/2019 at 00:27)
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The grounds were endless and so were the nights. It was a small miracle not to get lost in the wonder of it all. The cold, however, was glad to remind us where our beds were before too long.
« Last Edit: 04/28/2019 at 19:45 by Icarus Argabright »
like being strapped to a comet.

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