Dancing at my Window

Dancing at my Window

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"They were like small rock walls held together by mud in the cracks. A sheet of bark lay over the top, tied to the corner rocks by grass blades. 'That's odd,' I said to myself. It was probably just a kid making a fun creation. On one of the walls, a rock was loose. There was no mud there to hold it together. 'Wait a minute,' I said out loud again, 'is this a house?'"
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"Why won't you let me go? I am not yours to keep, and never will be." Those words coming from her pouty lips stung his chest, but it did not waver in his determination. He pulled her wrist, causing her to fall in his embrace and he whispered in her ear softly. "No matter what you are or who you are, I will not let you leave my sight, not even for one second! Your tricks might work with other people, but not me." The tension between them got ten times worse when he felt her shiver underneath his body. Spending most of his life as a woodcutter to make ends meet for his family, Christopher did not expect to be knocking down a faery house in his lifetime since they were supposed to be a myth. The faery isn't too happy about her house being gone, now that her house is in pieces, Christopher has to give her a home until he can find her a new one, where no one will cut it down like he did.

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