Aislinn stepped out tentatively behind Byron, peeking over his shoulder, her eyes wide. She looked over the bands, the varying groups, glancing from one to another, then got distracted by the grass and the lakes, stooping to brush her fingers through the applegrass with a delighted smile.
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Date: 2007-01-22 05:31 am (UTC)