I’ve been watching me fall for it seems like years…
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No. Twenty-eight.
The world outside the raccoon’s hovel was vast and white. Only trees and the tallest weeds perforated the deep drifts of snow, deeper than this area had seen in any living creature’s lifetime. Fenswick hopped over to join his friends who had sunk down into the soft-packed snow but had worked to clear an area… Read more
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No. Twenty-seven.
Daybreak came later than usual. Heavy clouds amassed overhead, simulating the scene below; snow had piled upon the land below then piled upon itself until all was covered in white. “I’m not touching the stuff any longer; my paws are freezing.” Reginald was in a bit of a mood as he made his way to… Read more
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Watching Me Fall 