memories of home...

…And Susan grew into a tall and gracious woman with black hair that fell almost to her feet and the Kings of the countries beyond the sea began to send ambassadors asking for her hand in marriage. And she was called Queen Susan the Gentle…

I still remember those times my beloved siblings; I still have those same memories
I remember the days we would swim with the mermaids and sing with the fairies
I remember the nights we would dine with the beavers and dance with the fawns
but I was just starting to get used to being back home…our first home
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