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They were being searched for.

Distant, laughing voices calling them for dinner were audible. But they stayed hidden, their backs pressed against the prickly straw. Their breathing was ragged, not from fear-from the thrill that hung between them, thicker than the field air

Holymeh PATREON 639 favs
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POSTEDDec 6, 2025
ARCHIVEDJun 10, 2026