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  • [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]It was a nice day.


    The sun was shining and creating a certain warmth that was pretty much a perfect comfort level for the tortoiseshell squire as she seated herself outside the doors of the cathedral, not wanting to go in due to wanting to enjoy the day. There had been a lot going on lately, she'd admit, and some of it wasn't good, which sort of dampened the whole mood when she thought about it but the tortie would push those sad thoughts away and just smile softly as she looked around with yellow colored optics.


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