Uniting in the Forest
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.Greg rolled over in bed looking at the alarm clock. He stared at the flashing red display reading five am. He got out the bed looking around the room, taking note of where his suit and other assorted paraphernalia needed for the day's events. Greg made sure his bag was packed, his suit neatly folded as he got dressed in his riding gear. Setting off now he should get to the site by seven-thirty am at the latest that would give him five hours to set up for the event and...
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