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the ivy was crawling up the walls, which were crumbling in odd places. Sometimes she liked to walk along the walls and imagine she was the wintergreen ivy tangling, bumbling up, but after last night she felt just like the small rocky parts that were flaking away from the huge stone pieces. She was breaking away and very close to free fall. Alistair interrupted her stormy musings. She could always spot him from a mile away.
» Posted By Kristi Wilcox On 10.05.2012 @ 8:08 am