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======================================================================== Snapshot #4 Needles (Mf, bd, ds) ======================================================================== (c) 1997 - All Rights Reserved Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) ======================================================================== Walking in the forest at night had always frightened her. The eerie light filtering down from a covered moon. The small noises which in the daylight would be hardly noticeable. Her bare feet padded silently over the carpet of pine needles. She felt the comfort of her master walking just as silently behind her. She felt the cool night air against her bare skin, the night vibrant with the sounds and smells of the forest. A sudden noise. She, startled, twists to her left. Her master gently guiding her by her cuffed wrists back to the trek. She murmurs through the rubber filling her mouth but continues despite her hammering heart. A night owl, flutters to a branch above and watches as the two carefully wander past and disappear into the night. |
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