the virgin turf began to gleam, the dew stretched like a fine spiderweb cover as the peach orb rose over the horizon. all the daytime fauna came out of their nocturnal sleep, while the nocturnal returned to slumber. highlighted by the golden orb, the buckskin bitch proceeded to trek across the terain. keeping her set pace, she scanned the expanding arena of her perspective. the twin mounds atop her head flipped an excellent half twist trying to detect a sound in the frigid silence. detecting none, the buckskin dame slowed her pace to a stop, then sent her front end & pistons to the sky in a salute. a salute, to the one who was watching over her. she would never bow
except to thank who's watching over her. letting the force of gravity haul her down, she set pace once again upon the lime topography. searching once again the atmoshpere, orbs found no trace of kin, potential allies, or maybe even a capitan.
maternal to none
lover tono one
allied tonone
only 2 orbits
painted buckskin
orchid x turbulence
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