What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing i — Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
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What truly captivated Rachael were her eyes—wide, deer-like, yet hauntingly sinister green with flecks of gold dancing in silent mirth.

— Deidre Huesmann, Howl of the Sequoia
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