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WARNING This thread contains: strong language and strong violence starting with the 3rd post. Reader discretion is advised. |
NYARG she's gonna get her butt kicked XD
Valinta was in the Dans, sitting down in the middle of a field. It was one of the few places that actually had snow, and it was beautiful. The field was marred only by a set of her footprints going towards the center, where they stopped, as she sat there. Valinta couldn't help but be reminded of her homeland, where there was snow most of the year.
Flopping backwards, Valinta decided to make a snow angel in her little paradise. Her arms and legs swishing back and forth, Valinta spaced out and stared up at the sky, watching the clouds. Just enjoying life and not letting it get away from her.
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