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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 7:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 9:16 pm
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Back propped up against a trunk, pale rose eyes closed, her bangs softly brushing her cheeks and shoulders... Zana slept. A basket with a variety of flowers was looped in an arm, long since wilted from lack of water. And only as the sun began to set, did the female awake again, her eyes slowly opening to the world about. She yawned and glanced about dazedly, her gaze slowly focusing as she blinked the blurriness away. Where...where was she? The faint smell of goldenrod. Thats right. She was picking flowers for her mother. Picking flowers?! Zana silently gasped, quickly moving to her feet. She had fallen asleep! Just two minutes under the tree shade...and she fell asleep! The teen looked at her basket sorrowfully and shook her head. At least her mom could possibly make poperee or whatever it was called, out of it. And she would have to pick fresh flowers in the morning. Her sights went up to the pink and blue sky before snaping back down. She had to get home, fast. Question was...what direction was home? Her free hand came up to her face, sigh. The female didn't even notice the shadows around her darken, her muddled, sleepy brain sluggishly working to figure out a way home. Wasn't there something about moss? Oh gaurdians...
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 9:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 9:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 9:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 9:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 11:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 11:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 11:31 pm
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