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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2019
Submitted to Contest #9
A gypsy caravan trundled slowly through meadows bespeckled with pinks and yellows, whites and blues. The sun shone its warm face upon the green earth, and cherry blossoms floated gently across the hills and dales on zephyr breezes. Wildflowers grew in pretty clusters along the hedgerows, and large white trees buzzing with bees dotted the meadows through which Puzzle haphazardly pulled the wagon. “Nobody plants the may,” Granny Kneebone said, slapping the reins against the pony's back. “It grows wherever it pleases. May trees are fairy trees...
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