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Being swift of hoof she fled by cover of nightfall. Seamlessly her plantlers would blend with the birch branches and conceal her from all in pursuit. LikeLike
Being swift of hoof she fled by cover of nightfall. Seamlessly her plantlers would blend with the birch branches and conceal her from all in pursuit.
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Ha! I love it – especially the word “plantlers”!
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Perfect narrative!
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