

Silver DragonfliesThe wind was whispering in a sing song voice, brushing against trees and making its own rhythm as it passed through the forest. It was singing a soft lullaby as it ruffled the fur of small critters like the chattering squirrels and chipmunks. It had a lot to say today, as it was carrying gossip from the west. A tall girl strode over stones, moss and fallen debris toward the heart of the forest. Her jeans and scuffed up leather boots looked worn and used to this kind of abuse. A baggy black sweat jacket hung off of her shoulders and hid her broad torso and large bosom. Hands in the pockets of her jacket, and her hood over her mop of dark auburSilver Dragonflies
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"The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain." Lord Byron
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Love's as good as soma.
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Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence. How could I forget? Sasuke says all he needs to say by not saying anything at all in regards to Sakura. So naturally that means everything when we take the pairing perspective on this. ~jin-desu
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"Art is art, it is perception, vision and passion; it is the unfettered expression of our souls. And it is all beautiful, each in its own way. We should never forget that." ~ Me
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