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13 Years Ago
The Borders of the Blood Hound Pack
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The singing of a little girl was heard as her small steps took her further and further to the woods. The delicate wings of the monarch catching her attention. Despite her innocence and arrogance towards the true dangers of the forest all she just wants is to catch it.
But she remembers something, she stops in her tracks and her memory flashes back to her. She remembers catching it but her little hands, even as gentle as she might think she was. She crushed it. So she c***s her head to the side, just watching it fly further and further away from her.
The lady watching her flicks her hands, making the butterfly turn back and fly back to her, circling her form. She swayed the skirt of her dress, feeling the wind dri
