[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Nature Preserve – Cary, IL 
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Nic walks on ahead, and I let him, falling into step behind him while we walk along the boardwalk. I watch the back of his head, smiling as he talks. I stop when he stops to turn around, and smile from how insecure he looks. I close the distance between us and look up at him.

[color=#DB7093]”It makes perfect sense,”[/color] I assure him. [color=#DB7093]”Silence can be deafening, but nature is serene and contentment. It’s healing.”[/color]