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12-28-2015, 11:14 PM
I had thought since the first time I'd gone to the grove that it was probably one of the prettiest places in Helovia (aside from the secret place in the meadow). It was calm and peaceful and the trees and bushes provided a sense of privacy that I often felt that the Throat was lacking, which was understandable considering its a desert and there was no place to hide. I guess it was that sense of privacy that drove me there because, as foolish as it was, I was still looking for Dragomir. There was a small part of me that refused to believe that he had left again without telling me. It was that same small part that clung to hope that I would find him hanging out somewhere alone, but I could never be that lucky. I would never be that lucky.
Still...
"Dragomir!" I called and I winced at just how loud my voice sounded as it echoed through the grove. I listened to the sound of my voice as my echo died and the silence that followed it was almost uncomfortable. I had no doubt that I had disturbed the whole grove, but I couldn't make myself care completely because I was looking for my friend (who didn't want to be found).
I slipped under the hanging branches of a willow tree and found a small clearing that was totally empty. I sighed and I couldn't help but feel defeated because everywhere I looked turned up nothing. It was baffling how someone could just disappear without a trace. "Dragomir..." I called his name again, though my voice was considerably softer this time because I ... I guess I figured it he was there that he would have answered me already.
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Mother, make me
Make me a big tall tree
So I can shed my leaves and let it blow through me
Make me a big tall tree
So I can shed my leaves and let it blow through me
aud pixel!
