Golden Plains
The haven of dandelions, roses, and daises, there would be no better description of Golden Plains than a touch of gold. It’s as if the fabled King Midas flew down, caressing every flower and leaf. The sun, also a bright gold high in the sky, rains down little drops of more gold, sprinkling it’s magic upon everything within this gemstone of a land.
This land is closed. It is no longer habitable.
Re(1): the stars don’t even matter IP: 63.227.112.241 Posted on June 26, 2010 at 06:36:29 PM by Apache Sunrise
the looks don't matter to her but she had a feeling he was picking yet another goodlooker
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