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I'll be in and out tomorrow, so I'm posting this now. A little Valentine's Day gift for you all. I love you guys... *sniffle*



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by Serai


The breeze off the lake moves through the sycamore's branches, creating flashes of green and gold, flickering and dancing in Casey's eyes. He shifts his head as he lies in the grass, smiling a little as the sunlight plays its games. Tipping his head back, he stretches his spine and then relaxes again. ( 'Zeke?' he says... )

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