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"There was something a little feral, a little forbidden and freeing about being naked in nature. The sun warm on her skin, skin that had never seen the sun before. The breeze tickling places it had never so much as touched before . . . There was power in that . . . and beauty."--The Creaking Tree (Marquette)
~ . ~ . "She smiled at the ocean because the waves told her story" -r.m. drake