Reed's P.O.V.
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The first few months after RainFall found me, half-dead and abandoned, I could not break through to her. She would give me what I needed to heal, but she spent most over her time by a creek's edge, eyes closed and a mourning look on her face. One day I finally approached her and learned her story.
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lines (c) Singapaw
Reed and RainFall (c) me