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little mouse

Where am I? I don’t really know. All I know is that Its barren, nothing here but me. darkness. I saw nothing. I looked around, feeling so alone. My little mouse feet make a soft treading sound as I began to walk forward. I siver despite my soft brown fur. Where was I. Am I lost. How did I get here. I feel alone. I’ve been here for so long. Its so cold. I continue to walk until I hear soft foot steps, that could easily go unnoticed if it wasn’t for my keen sense of hearing. I turn quickly, ready to scurry off if I had to. Right as I set my eyes in the direction it came from, the world became pure white. I closed my eyes trying to adjust to the sudden change. When I finally opens them, There in front of me was the most majestic yet terrifying being I have ever seen. His fur was such a beautiful mix of browns, his main flowing effortlessly. His eyes practically glowing, he was a giant compared to me. I’ve never seen anything like him. He stepped toard me, I jumped back at his movement. “Don’t fear little one.”

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