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“Her scent was potent. An overpowering mix of wet leaves, fallen branches, forest fungus. "No," I breathed. It wasn't only fallen leaves; it was the undertone of autumn. The ground, cold and near death. Rotting.” — Sabrina Blackburry
Her scent was potent. An overpowering mix of wet leaves, fallen branches, forest fungus.
"No," I breathed.
It wasn't only fallen leaves; it was the undertone of autumn. The ground, cold and near death.
Rotting.