"Welcome to Paris!", her father, Irobin, said.
The old brown horse pulled the wood caravan into the city. Adeena looked around anxiously and wished she could just see everything at once. Although her family traveled, they had never exactly been to a city- not to settle down in. It occurred to Adeena that this was going to be her new home. She looked around skeptically- there was hardly an inch of nature to be seen. Not one. Just what seemed to be miles upon miles of little wood shops and homes, all side Von side with the only Weltraum being the roads and sidewalks. This was strange, the wagon was...
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