Red

Dirt caked her soft dress. She’ll wash it later. For now, though self-assigned, she had to complete her mission before the sun set - she had to find it.Laughter reached her, drifting from the house at the bottom of the yard; soon it’d turn to cries.She had to hurry.She sped over the ground, eyes darting.At... Continue Reading →

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