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Post by Aryanna on Jun 29, 2013 13:08:51 GMT -5
The woods were quiet, peaceful. Aryanna sat happily on her branch, swinging her legs underneath her. Her sword rested on her lap, the sheath still attached to her hip. She watched the sun glint off the blade as she rocked it back and forth slowly. A slight breeze picked up her hair, fanning it out behind her slightly. She had walked a long way from home to sit in this tree, it sat in her favorite part of the forest, all the trees held silver leaves and the flowers that bloomed were purple.
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