

The StormShe was in trouble, she couldn't fool herself any longer. Trudging through the waist deep drifts of snow, she brushed at the tears trickling down her cheeks. It was such a stupid thing to do, running away from pa and Fred Dempsey. Running away from the announcement of her engagement as if that would change anything. Now she was lost, thrown from her horse. At least he had the good sense to run for home and the warm barn.The Storm
Her feet turning more numb with each step, she struggled to keep moving. The heavily falling snow blocked any hint of moonlight from filtering down through the pine
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its brie from iscribble
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Im cold! where are my panties!
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~Those who dance are considered insane by those who don't hear the music~
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