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In the vast deep woods set off from the Great Mountain, an icy fog
slowly descends. The wisps of frigid west wind tea..
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As I breathe in the numbing January air, I can feel my muscles
tense up, as if gathering closer to one another for..
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She reaches out
and takes hold of the sturdy rubber boots, setting them next to her on the red
cedar bench. “D..
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Getting a horse is all Elise thinks
about. She wakes up in the morning thinking about horses, and goes to bed still..
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The words glide from her lips,
effortlessly slithering across the room, sights set on his all too fragile
heart. Lik..
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He thinks to himself “Alright Clay,
this is it, no more waiting,” as he runs his rough fingers throug..
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