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Published: 2013-07-09 22:31:55 +0000 UTC; Views: 176; Favourites: 7; Downloads: 1
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The snow was cold, day was turning to night. I saw the rose and it glowed so bright.
I don't know what drew me to it, or why I had seen it.
I just new somewhere deep down inside me, that I needed to protect it.
It glowed brighter under my watch, and sparkled and gleamed.
What was happening? Was this from me?
A quick painting of child Beruka, her first time getting an idea she had an affinity with flowers/nature <3
sorry for my mistakes D;