Nymphomania
I walked down the beaten old trail starring into the beautiful silent woods. The huge trees surrounding me wrapping around me in a beautiful sea of greens and browns. The only sound is of the river flowing along next to the trail. I sigh, at peace with the world. I’m finally free, I find it hard not to cry, you would to if you had been in the king’s dungeon for the past three years. I listened as the sounds of a pan flute drifted through the woods. I laughed and skipped happily along the trail...
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