I went on a small vacation
Down to Ogee Acres. The place has a magic no sorcerous can summon and no wand master. The sun speckles the cedar-filled acreage in a dizzying pattern of clouds and thin branches. The sweet scent of the oak bark and cedar berries was wafted to me on a soft breeze.
There are many kinds of magic, and my trip to OG's was one of them.
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