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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2e8b57; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px"]HOW DO YOU RUN FROM Y[color=#5d8e93]OUR OWN MIND?
The petite druid perked her ears. Hooves quickly trotting over, her hazel hues bright at the mention of the warming weather. She knew it would take time for everything to go back to normal but... It was relieving. Winter was finally easing away.
She could repair her garden. The one tucked away in the jungle. Aine beamed. She missed tending to it. Maybe they could check on it while patrolling. "I- I'll go too."
But what if her pond had overflowed? Aine chewed the inside of her cheek. It'd be too wet to re-plant anything... Still need to know. And the water would recede eventually... She had chosen a place where the canopy let sunlight through after all.
It'd be fine.
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[/td][/tr][/table]She could repair her garden. The one tucked away in the jungle. Aine beamed. She missed tending to it. Maybe they could check on it while patrolling. "I- I'll go too."
But what if her pond had overflowed? Aine chewed the inside of her cheek. It'd be too wet to re-plant anything... Still need to know. And the water would recede eventually... She had chosen a place where the canopy let sunlight through after all.
It'd be fine.
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