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Miranda looked around the grassy field for a moment, she'd just sent the text to her friend that she was here... and after a few brief moments, she gasped and waved over to her friend cheerfully, as she waved back at Miranda from her towel, laid out on the grass... It was a local college game, and half the town was here to spectate it.

Miranda kicked her thin flip flops off, reached down to pick them up, and stepped into the rigid blades of semi-moist grass, thoughtlessly stomping over to her friend as she went in for a quick hug, and an exchange of "heyys!"

...

Shortly after, Miranda herself laid out on the grass next to her friend, letting her delicate, bare legs engross themselves into the defenseless turf, and shuffling her feet into a comfortable position... her stained, soft soles on full display...

..It's just too bad for the six Diminished who'd lost their lives to her absentminded trampling... I mean, how was she supposed to know they were there to begin with? Regardless, some "wild tiny village" on the outskirts of this field would never know what became of their six man foraging team.

Oh well... She made it just in time for the game. Sweet!

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𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 & 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬.

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Description
Miranda looked around the grassy field for a moment, she'd just sent the text to her friend that she was here... and after a few brief moments, she gasped and waved over to her friend cheerfully, as she waved back at Miranda from her towel, laid out on the grass... It was a local college game, and half the town was here to spectate it.

Miranda kicked her thin flip flops off, reached down to pick them up, and stepped into the rigid blades of semi-moist grass, thoughtlessly stomping over to her friend as she went in for a quick hug, and an exchange of "heyys!"

...

Shortly after, Miranda herself laid out on the grass next to her friend, letting her delicate, bare legs engross themselves into the defenseless turf, and shuffling her feet into a comfortable position... her stained, soft soles on full display...

..It's just too bad for the six Diminished who'd lost their lives to her absentminded trampling... I mean, how was she supposed to know they were there to begin with? Regardless, some "wild tiny village" on the outskirts of this field would never know what became of their six man foraging team.

Oh well... She made it just in time for the game. Sweet!

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𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 & 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬.

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