The world was rocking and rolling, but the cave was still and muted. Wide-eyed Azalea heard the threatening noises and took a run for it. It wasn’t long before she pushed past the farthest point of the cave that she had ever gone. And now she was lost.
Lost and frantic.
Similar to the sound of Azalea tripping over her own feet, slamming into the ground and whining.
Jan 16, 2018 06:16 PM
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