09-04-2022, 08:06 PM
A low fog hung to the ground, swallowing one's limbs as they treaded through the pasture. Her ears twitched, the sound of swallows and others in the distance, but she could see them. Various life was floating about, all within the mist that held firm below the flora, low-land as it was, it brought a harmony as the sun rose to the morning. She could smell various tracks of loners and others alike, even an elk in the distance, but she could not see.
She roamed so.. Moving past as Miriam felt: it was time, to move forward in another direction. The temperate had been a bliss and those who remained were but a fond memory, but now was now the journey continue forward... She trotted through these lands, from a fresh morning of awakening, the maiden was determined to move forward.
@Morag
She roamed so.. Moving past as Miriam felt: it was time, to move forward in another direction. The temperate had been a bliss and those who remained were but a fond memory, but now was now the journey continue forward... She trotted through these lands, from a fresh morning of awakening, the maiden was determined to move forward.
@Morag
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