He stood behind her in the shadows, still and straight as he could stand. He had followed her the onyl way he could, following the inconsistencies of thought that was never really sure to lead him to her.
Luckily though, this time, they did. And for that, he was glad.
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He stood behind her in the shadows, still and straight as he could stand. He had followed her the onyl way he could, following the inconsistencies of thought that was never really sure to lead him to her.
Luckily though, this time, they did. And for that, he was glad.
"Is the grass pleasant to you?"