Whispers From Trees

short fiction and curiosities

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Homespun hemp rope. (Though I didn’t home spin it myself. I am not that talented.) It feels even smoother and softer than it looks. I love to smash it to my face and take a deep breath. It fills my nose with the sweet smells of spice and old wooden windjammers.

Homespun hemp rope. (Though I didn’t home spin it myself. I am not that talented.) It feels even smoother and softer than it looks. I love to smash it to my face and take a deep breath. It fills my nose with the sweet smells of spice and old wooden windjammers.

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