Out of the corner of the steel-blue eye, the shadowmere could see the young bodies of her sons amble about through the thick, grassy knoll that blanketed this mountaintop. Indeed, it had excited Circe to stumble upon this spot, where the air was thin and the sun didn’t smite the land so harshly. She allowed her sons to frolic as they wished while she herself steadily mowed the area in front of her, reveling in the sweetness of the clover, doing her best to push away the growing tension and anxiety in her breast. |
[OPEN] Good Intentions [Circe]
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Good Intentions [Circe] - by Ampere - 11-02-2013, 07:38 PM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Circe - 11-04-2013, 02:00 PM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Ampere - 11-04-2013, 03:50 PM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Circe - 11-05-2013, 10:23 AM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Ampere - 11-05-2013, 02:09 PM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Circe - 11-06-2013, 03:09 PM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Ampere - 11-10-2013, 01:42 AM
RE: Good Intentions [Circe] - by Circe - 11-12-2013, 02:36 PM
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