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y and took to
wearing skirts and heels, and speaking nicely. The ways grated on me,
and I wanted little more than to throw on a pair of jeans saddle up
Brightwind and ride away for months at a time. During school I could
see the forest and it called to me, I swear it.
When I graduated from high school last June, my parents gave me a
trip to visit my grandparents, who were still in Ireland, for my
birthday. I arrived a month ago and I do love it here. 'Tis
beautiful and fresh, and makes me want to believe the stories about
the little folk.
And though I am not sure about the existance of the little folk,
I must admit to a belief in magic. For what else could it have been?
I had ridden my grandfather's horse out to the woods, and was
sitting below a tree, on the banks of the river. I had my shoes off,
dangling my toes in the water, and I wore cutoffs and a t-shirt
besides that. I longed to strip entirely and immerse myself in the
cool stream, and the more I th
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