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Poor Decisions
[Rosalynd]
“Ah, Fiddlesticks!” I swear as I hang upside down from a tree. I’m working on my potty mouth since I’m going to be a mother in about 7 months if Dorothy’s estimation is correct. I can’t go around dropping sweary words every time I’m in a tricky situation.
Like right now. Apparently, when traveling by shadow, you need to be VERY specific about your landing destination. I guess I was more focused on the trees near Axel’s house than the ground. Silly witch-fae-wolf-whatever.
How the heck am I going to get down?
“Maybe see yourself on the ground and flip the coin again,&r
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