ravishings
I had a peculiar dream about a shepherd once. He had long, black hair and thick eyebrows that matched. I found one of his lambs and returned it to him. Afterwards, we lay under a tree for hours, as he taught me everything one needs to know about being a shepherd. I feel that, though it was a dream, if all else fails, I have a promising career as a shepherd.
I remember the day perfectly. I was sitting on the couch when I heard the news of his death. In that moment, I had no emotion. I has empty of everything. I remained on that couch for what seemed like days. It is the first thing I think of when I hear the word 'couch.'
Cracking fresh pepper over her egg white omlette, she sat and contemplated her feelings. Did she really love him? Did she really feel like this about someone she hardly knew? With the first bite of her breakfast, she decided to run; to run away from any chance of him.
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