Small plume was high in the mid-air as small four-legs were running with great speed across the glowing meadow. The meadow was glowing brightly from the sun's rays that was shooting down throughout the plains from the great sky above. Vocal chords were vibrating loudly as a childish soft laughter was escaping from her small maw with small ivories baring themselves. As muscles grew tired, Xhile began to slow down with her small pink tongue overlapping her labra and sat down upon the terrian warm floor with her earlobes up above dial. Her small paws snapped a twig that was beneathe them as a small red butterfly was flying around above her dial. She lifts her muzzle up and watched the butterfly as she lifts herself up to her paws, her plume slowly swinged left to right. As the butterfly was flying away from her view, Xhile playfully crouches herself down with her hocks up and sprints off. Laughing as she ran, the butterfly was flying around her, landing on her muzzle and her dial then flys off. Once Xhile grew tired again and slow herself down, the butterfly turns back and lands on top of her small dial. She shakes her dial some as she laughs, watching it from the top of her dial and flicks her ear lobes aside. "Heh...silly, butterfly," Xhile says in her soft childish voice while watching it.
Suddenly, a soft ghostly voice was soon to be heard. Her earlobes pinned up in alert as her orbs looked around her. The voice sounded familar to her. Once more, the voice was calling out her name. Xhile lowers her small body as she pads slowly away with the butterfly still on her head, flapping it's red wings. "Xhile..."the voice says off in a distance. She pins her earlobes more up to follow the voice while padding with her plume hanging low. She looks off in a distance and soon saw a large figure; standing upon a small hill glimmeraing brightly from the sun. Her jaw dropped down as her small orbs grew with shock, seeing someone who she thought she would never see again. "Mother...?"















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For it’s out of the darkness That we learn to see. And out of the silence that songs come to be. And all that we dream of awaits patiently...there is life...
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Dear God! My pr0n drawings! [link] Im such an impure person,
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For it’s out of the darkness That we learn to see. And out of the silence that songs come to be. And all that we dream of awaits patiently...there is life...
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For it’s out of the darkness That we learn to see. And out of the silence that songs come to be. And all that we dream of awaits patiently...there is life...
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For it’s out of the darkness That we learn to see. And out of the silence that songs come to be. And all that we dream of awaits patiently...there is life...
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