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Where the gnarled trees growLaura bounded off to where the gnarled trees grow she had seen them from a distance but never from up close today she decided that she'd be brave she'd bound off to where the gnarled trees grow she'd jump right into the gnarled tree forest she was half way there closer than she'd ever been when she decided... I've been close enough, to where the gnarled trees growWhere the gnarled trees grow
by ~ripvanstiltskin
Princess MishaPrincess Misha sat upon her throne giving people orders all day long. Pet me. Scratch me. Feed me. No one minded receiving her ordersPrincess Misha
because everybody loved her. One day a small boy came before her. He had sticky fingers. He pet the dear princess
leaving her beautiful fur a sticky mess. No one ever saw the little boy again.
by ~ripvanstiltskin
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