Once upon a time, a girl and her mother became almost obsessed with paper dolls, and these are their attempts at taking those stories, and making sense out of them....
Saturday, February 07, 2004
Years after that even, Breeze was gone. Eagle would come to visit, and it hurt to see him, he looked so much like his father. But it was neccessary for me to see him, that he come to visit. If he stopped coming, my heart would break.
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