The story i'm writing that I am thinking of titling Lost Moonlight. What do you think?
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Leaves rustled as a cool breeze floated through the trees. The snapping and 1
crunching of leaves and twigs could be heard as something fo -
I sat up with a jolt, only to feel as if I was hit by a truck. my vision blackened and my head swam as I fell back into a comfortable softn
