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Attention, they stand.
Fork in the road, or jail too?
She likes their glimmer.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶7 days ago in Petlife
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Ooh, I love that mysterious shimmer of danger and choice! Hmm interesting!
NIce one - shadow is a jail. Love it!
This made me think of trying to make a decision- left or right - and then being paralyzed. Like standing at a fork in the road and being stuck in jail and unable to move forward. Great job!
Excellent story Fabolous