* e s c a p e t h e s u b u r b s *
head to the place where the forest meets the ocean and you’re surrounded in the true beauty of the world. green bush. blue seas. black sands.
^^ when someone’s a little older we’ll be riding these horses along the beach ^^
hunting for sticks and pinecones and cottontails.
digging holes and patting horses.
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