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it was a bright beam in her eyes. she couldn't see directly in front of herself. but she could smell the cedar forest. she could hear the caravan ahead of her.
the noise in the background was incredibly distracting. these petty people and their petty problems. if they only knew the world was ending. if they only knew the world had already ended.
left behind. it happened so long ago but the sting has not subsided. no longer the smell of lilacs in a warm summer breeze. now all that's left is cold disintegration.
this is wrong. this shouldn't be. i want home. but where is home?
the dress had once dragged on the ground, but she found it now barely brushed her ankles. it was the princess dress. when she wore it she was princess elphabera of the mooshie mountains.
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