She has been waiting for this since she prospered and saw him, the bridge, extending underneath. For weeks she wanted to come closer and touch him to make her life worthy. She shook herself off the branch, riding the air to settle on him, intertwining her being into his, invigorated was what she felt, until an eleven year old stepped on and quashed her life.
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great! more fluffiness in in the air ha? 🙂