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randomplaces2007-06-24 07:13 pm
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K'vk'tun. The beach by the clinic. Visitation.
The beach was nice; immaculate white sand broken only by large black rocks. The weather was that nice kind of sunny day with a breeze that cooled you off but didn't render you chilly. The vivid blue sky was dotted with cotton-ball-like clouds. If she didn't know any better she could have convinced herself that this was Florida and not another planet entirely.
Amidst the crashing of the waves could be heard the laughter of children playing somewhere nearby, and every so often a brindle greyhound dog would take off for the other end of the beach.
Ramada grinned.
"This vacation was a good idea."
Amidst the crashing of the waves could be heard the laughter of children playing somewhere nearby, and every so often a brindle greyhound dog would take off for the other end of the beach.
Ramada grinned.
"This vacation was a good idea."

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"Um...." She winced as Isaiah responded to the wailing. "Ow! It looks like a baby." -A normal little kid... God, what's going on?-
The little being in the garden stopped crying at her voice and seemed to freeze, tiny arms and legs pulled up close.
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She reached a hand toward the little being.
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"Shh..." she whispered comfortingly.
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He felt like a normal baby, too, though the intent, earnestly curious look in his eyes was rather precocious.
Mykayla watched, a steady stream of prayer in her heart as she tried to comfort her unborn son. "Mady?"
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The baby made a tiny soft sound, then saw his fist and looked at it with infantine curiosity.
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