Finished Folds (1—4)
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4and screaming, "NOT AS SPECIAL AS MOTHER!", but I doubted my dull brother would understand. He was only 3 months old when Mother had left, promising to return when she had done as
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4, in her beautiful script, had written: "To whomever it may concern: Take a step forward, and then turn to your right, and do as it says." I chuckled; Karen had always had her ways
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6the man, the Flower Picker, as the village folk called him, from crossing his path. You see, the Flower Picker fed on the light and color in a flower, but this man's flowers were
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4held out the orb, conflicted between what he should and wanted to do. He remembered how his mother had pressed it in his hands, and told him to save his father, trapped between the