Prologue

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A wind sways the pines,

         And below

Not a breath of wild air;

Still as the mosses that glow

On the flooring and over the lines

Of the roots here and there.

The pine-tree drops its dead;

They are quiet, as under the sea.

Overhead, overhead

Rushes life in a race,

As the clouds the clouds chase;

         And we go,

And we drop like the fruits of the tree,

         Even we,

         Even so.

Dirge in Woods
by George Meredith

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"Why are we even going camping! I have to study for a lot of stuff!" Lisa complained.

Lisa is smart, and would rather be studying then partying.

"Loosen up, it's not like we'll be there for forever only two days." Danny replied.

Danny is more of a chill go with the flow guy.

Amelia and Hunter had fell asleep as soon as Lisa started talking because her voice was like a bedtime story.

Aiden looked out the window, he was a photographer which signaled him to take some pictures of the scenery. He adjusted his lens and turned off his flare that he was using last night because he enjoyed taking selfies in the dark. He always knew how to capture the right moment, his photos were the best quality and always seemed to amaze people that looked at them.

"Aiden! I think you took enough pictures." Danny stated.

"Go talk to your girlfriend, Lisa." Aiden responded.

Lisa looked up from her book and saw that Danny cheeks had turned into a rosy red.

The car suddenly came to a stop.

"We're out of gas." Danny said angrily.

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