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Blue hues would shut as she laughed, swinging down with her green tunic flapping with the brief breeze coming from her descent.
It happened rarely that someone would wander into Faron Woods. Mostly filled with old memories, finding a lost soul was a very new experience.
Robin smiled and straightened her attire.
“I’m gonna repeat it again- are you lost? Or just wandering the woods unprotected for fun?”

      Mark still was’t sure what was going on not
      even when the person swung down before
      him. He blinked some at the appearance. 

                    I’m going to say lost. Because
                           none of this looks familiar.

                      Why would I need to be protected?
                                It’s just a forest isn’t it?

          Mark inquired before noticing the type of
          clothes that were on the person. Odd
         He’s seen those before, he’s sure of it.


Hundreds of people gather in a vigil to honour and remember Tina Fontaine and Faron Hall; both are first nations who were recently found deceased. Tina Fontaine was found in a bag in the river, murdered.

Media reports have come in saying that those marching have filled Portage and Main in Winnipeg.

We need to combat racism and prevent further violence and death to first nations people, but especially women. Canadians should not forget about this.

Sources: (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)


"Do you ever feel a strange sadness as dusk falls? They say it’s the only time when our world intersects with theirs… The only time we can feel the lingering regrets of spirits who have left our world.That is why loneliness always pervades the hour of twilight."