

Christmas StoryThere was nothing but a pure, smooth surface of thick white snow, covering the whole expanse of a large field. If there was such a thing as absolute perfection, this would be it. A large, yellow dog broke the spell, crashing madly through the foot thick snow in a mad chase for a soaring green tennis ball. Scattering the newly fallen snow, the dog quickly plucked the ball from where it had fallen and ran back to where it came, barking happily and nearly swallowing the ball in the process. "Good Boy!" Jack shouted, leaning over to take the ball from his furred friend. The dog barked and sat down in the snow, tail wagging happiChristmas Story
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Season of Mists - late 19th century tale of mystery and romance.
"When the nights get too hard to live by, you become a morning person." ~~ElegantFaith
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My Xbox is undead. Ask me how!
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