Clara
left the two "lovebirds" as she called them alone as she went to dig a grave. It was a beautiful spot. A crystal clear stream whispered down a quartz filled riverbed. Beautiful lillies grew by the bank, and a cherry tree that Liz had planted gave off a wonderful smell, not to mention that the petaks were falling. Clara smiled, working on th egrave.
Silver
"Cool. Have you been with humans?"





