Her brilliant red curls caught my fancy as I passed the window early this morn. She appeared to be dancing across Tadpole Pond...... I stopped to watch and had to follow the tinkle of the little bell-her laughter! She spun her magic, dipping and swaying while seeming to wrap the pond in a glittering trail of fairy dust, but Mossy slowed as I drew near to ask this question....... how long will I wait to skip to the laughter?
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