[And the wailing grows ever louder. The world is an overcast, dreary place- made all the drearier with the lack of animals calling through the jungle. No birds, no insects.
Almost as if Luna and Chiffon are completely alone in their venture, until, finally, there is a flicker between the trees once more. A second page, practically ripped in half with the force of which it had been removed from the spine of a book.
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Almost as if Luna and Chiffon are completely alone in their venture, until, finally, there is a flicker between the trees once more. A second page, practically ripped in half with the force of which it had been removed from the spine of a book.
It is also blank.]