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Post by apples on Aug 20, 2007 18:32:40 GMT -6
Reihaja
[ if destiny's kind ]
The lioness had been walking for days. Weeks, months, maybe - time was strange out here. The time here flowed like water; it wasn’t something you could count or measure. The only thing the lioness knew was that she had been walking for too long. She knew some lions were loners, without a pride or home, but the lioness missed having a place to call home. She missed the safety, the security, the company of a pride. And she was annoyed with herself for feeling this way.
The lioness cast her eyes across the dusty, hazy grasslands. It was midday and the sun was directly overhead, burning down fiercely. She had a hunch that these lands belonged to a pride, but she has yet to see a single lion. She wanted to find the pride before they found her.
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