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[It rained all of yesterday, and now, there is thunder and lightning ( Read more... )

[Gaara awakens abruptly on the beach. The journal is next to his side, open and recording. He sits up too quickly and stifles a quiet groan of unease. The sand around him shifts and stirs, seeming agitated.]

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[After a short while, he rises to his feet. He looks down and acknowledges the journal with a brief glance. A slight shift of ( Read more... )