WW returns to her home in the ancient oak. She pats the tree affectionately before climbing up.
She grabbed her traveling bag, threw it over her shoulder, and climbed back down. She set out for her secret meadow. Lost in the mists, the meadow was like Avalon...one has to be worthy in order to pass.
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You're only given one little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it. ~ Robin Williams
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? ~ Pink Floyd
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