Taste my Dear Luna
of the forest. She actually grew up in the woods. Sometimes, she would read a good book in hand, sitting on a tree or on its foot rather than keeping herself locked behind her bedroom walls. For somehow, she had loved the forest. She loved everything about it. It's like a part of her soul which she'd never want to take away. Lost, she walked further into the woods even though she had no idea where she was going. Until at last, she found a tall good-looking tree. She sat on the foot of the tree and leaned her back against it. She opened her book and began to read. A few minutes after reading, she was already lost in the book. As always. "You shouldn't be here," a deep voice suddenly growled.
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