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RE: 25 Days of Christmas: Day Eight
I would run by leaps and bounds towards the road to the left following the path of the deer, since I would not fear this place surrounded by nature, the storm would pass under a comfortable tree with leafy branches and a large trunk to pass the storm.
Then, when the storm stopped, I would continue walking exploring the place to see the odd hare near me, I would continue looking for the deer as my instinct tells me that they could take me to a meadow where I could continue my path and forget the Silly discussion I had a few hours ago.