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~Rowan was stretched across a patch of dead landscape, dozing in the heat of the sun. She breathed deep and even, seemingly asleep, other that her ears' movement, swiveling furiously at every new sound. Every occasional bird call, the scurrying of small desert rats and mice. A sigh filled her lungs and she stretched, eyes scrunching up in the pleasurable protest of her old limbs. Sometimes it was best to slow down and enjoy the small things in life.
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