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wandering girl - continuation She was still deep in her wandering thoughts when she came upon the house. It was nearing dusk and the day's light was fading slowly. The growth was so thick that it would be easy to miss and she had already started to walk past it when a series of thunking noises caused her to sharply turn her head in that direction. Tall, crowded trees blocked out most of the light, and weedy grass ran rampant between the house and the road. The building itself was barely visible when looking from the bright sunlight into the shady gloom of the trees. She peered into that gloom, trying to identify the noise that had startled her; presently, a squirrel ran dwandering girl - continuation by ~xylia0o0
Longing 
