

The GroveHeavy clouds gathered overhead, cold fall winds accompanied them, swirling about and weaving in and out between the mass of trees. The leaves shook and let loose a shrill whistle, but not one of disdain, rather one of pleasure. This small grove of trees was oblivious to the rest of the world, unhindered by the restraints of man. This grove was a sanctuary to many; those old, young, sickly, pure or even sinful, it's sacred grounds welcomed all. However over the horizon, beyond the hills, a small band began their march.The Grove
The rain began to pour on to the lands. Small wisps of wind swayed the trees in a melodic fashion. Dro
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"What is a man?"
"The slave to death, the guest of an inn,
a wayfarer passing."
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"and Jesus bought a Jess. And he smiled" untill Mary found out and then all hell broke lose! (but she forgave them once Jess let her steal Erikka's platforms)
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