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The Forest of Peace
Forum-Index → Diaries → The Forest of PeaceMy egg shell darkened as hands picked it up. The bump of the car rid was sooting, my small leaf bobbing up and down in the dark that is my egg. A warm feeling came over me as I was placed into an incubator. A day later, my shell cracked. The light and sounds of this world flooded around be. But the only thing that mattered then, was the person standing in front of me.