Deep within the veiled by the flowing waters of the Everfalls, was a concealed cave. The Craven hid and orchestrated their next attack on With in their hearts and swords in hand, it was time for revenge.

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If roses felt wanderlust amid what the rain & our jogging feet orchestrate, would they flee for submontane paths & their streams? Would they stick to hummingbirds who pollinate their gardens? A rose I could be.

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