Silent in my showcase prison I craved my release and the ecstasy experienced
when allowed to sing on the wind. Though lightweight as a cedar cloud, only
in my dreams did I drift from hand-to-hand.
Generous offers were made for my purchase, none were accepted for Willow Two Beads knew my home was yet to come.
Thanks to Silverhawk's Creations for the background.
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