She Wore the Wind

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She moved as if the air itself had chosen to carry her.
Petals, silk and golden branches followed in her wake, suspended somewhere between earth and dream.
For one fleeting moment, she belonged to nothing but the wind.

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She moved as if the air itself had chosen to carry her.
Petals, silk and golden branches followed in her wake, suspended somewhere between earth and dream.
For one fleeting moment, she belonged to nothing but the wind.

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