She floats high above, atop a wispy, wooden broom. The warm glow darts and dances across her tiny town, feeding the metal beasts and their marching heels.
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Chloe Vasquez 
Great story Chloe! Thanks for sharing,
Barbra
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Thank you, I appreciate it!
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