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Briar Rose had been walking through the nighttime forest, enjoying the familiar sounds of the forest setting down to sleep. The crickets had began to sing a month ago, and in a few minutes she knew that the owls would begin to hoot as they searched for food. Time seemed to almost stop at night in the forest; it was so peaceful and tranquil and quiet that everything seemed to somehow stand still.
So when she heard someone walking behind her, walking in the dry grass, she turned and smiled at the stranger, brushing a golden curl from her shoulder absentmindedly. "Greetings, stranger!" Rose said with a smile.