There came to Maggie’s ears the The memory of younger days|gentle rush of the breeze through forest branches, like the wash of the waves upon the shore.
The wind whipped past Maggie’s ears as they YAAAAA HOO HOO HOO HOOEY|fell towards the trees below, so loud that she barely heard what Alejandra was sayi.
The wind whipped past Maggie’s ears as they YAAAAA HOO HOO HOO HOOEY|fell towards the trees below, so loud that she barely heard what Alejandra was sayi.