rustration; today was ruined.Black Ink Morning turned around just as White Willow raised his head, their eyes meeting unexpectedly. Black Ink Distant was surprised to see him here; White Willow’s eyeb...another set of three military fighter jets followed suit, flying in the same pattern. With binoculars, Moya saw that it was the US Air Force—the elite branch of the force, not just regular armed helic...
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