http://slow.writerscafe.org/RhiannonRaine The original writings of author Rhiannon Dragonraine en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033173 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The shadows of the trees loomed darkly against the starlit sky, the mystical blue glow of a full moon drew Elspeth from her home for a walk in the woods. 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