The Magic of Nature

Part I: Familiar

The forest was dark, wet. It was pouring rain. The winter wind was blowing through the thick woods and carried the usual smell of dirt and green leaves Nixie loved. This was familiar. This was home.

Nixie loved wondering this section of the forest. Tall trees marked the path on both sides. Thick bushes populated the ground and gifted little critters with plenty of shelter from the rain.

Nature lived strong here.

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