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Post by signasul on Sept 15, 2010 7:20:03 GMT -5
The night breezes wafted softly in from the sea as the moon, hanging large and bright in the sky, cast a picture perfect reflection on the ocean waters as the surf gently washed in onto the shores of Green isle. The stars in the sky twinkled so delicately despite their near eternal nature and along with Luna gave enough light to grant any traveler going by boat a safe journey. There was a soft splash as a stone thrown from the shore impacted the water. The young Otter maid stood near her father as she picked up a second stone and tossed it against the sparkling night sky. “Good throw thar Feiona!” called out the burly otter warrior “You’re an otter after me own heart! I bet’cha you’ll be a throwen farther then your old man soon! Haha!” She turned and looked at him with a smile “Oh dad don’t be talk’en like that, your only as young as ya feel! Oh look” she said as she tiled her head to the stars as they slowly made their never ending precession across the night sky, tiny short lived white streaks shot across at odd yet even angles “Shoot’en stars!”
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