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[candeeprincess]

Our reflection glittered across the convex surfaces of each silver bauble hanging from the tree. Mirrored on the surface of the ornaments was me, nestled beneath Isaiah's arms, legs tangled between his across the foot of the recliner . Secretly, the silver trimming across the tree whispered to the walls what they saw

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Amazing

[patron_o_dennys]

That is really an amazing write. Reading some of your entries has made me wonder why I even try. Very impressive.