When I awoke this day, I should have known something was up. For one thing, there were no noises from the monkeys (a.k.a) the siblings. For another, I was up to my neck in dirt. Needless to say, I very much freaked out.
After recovering, and making sure no one had witnessed my little, loss of composure, I studied my surroundings. It didn't have much use, though, as I was currently lying in the middle of a compltely unfamilar dirt road, surrounded by unfamiliar trees, with the odd bush, here and there.
Where in Gaia was I?
Current mood: scream
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The Life of a Maidan
The days pass. Things change. One crys, One laughs. One grows.
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