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Title : On That Steep Hillside, Covered in Grasses and Wild Flowers
Author :
slashy_lady
Rating : G
Character(s)/Pairing(s) : America and England
Disclaimers : The characters involved in this story do not belong to me, nor do they have any connection to real nation(s). No infringement intended.
Warning : None that I can think of but I do apologize in advance should you find any grammatical/logical error in this fic.
Some Kind of Summary: It was on that steep hillside, covered in grasses and wild flowers, that America first experienced the sensation of flying. And it was on that hillside that he finally took England flying with him.
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“Look, England,” he called cheerfully, gazing right into those eyes. “You’re flying!”
The link will bring you to my writing journal; cross-posted to
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... I still accept any throwable things.
Title : On That Steep Hillside, Covered in Grasses and Wild Flowers
Author :
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Rating : G
Character(s)/Pairing(s) : America and England
Disclaimers : The characters involved in this story do not belong to me, nor do they have any connection to real nation(s). No infringement intended.
Warning : None that I can think of but I do apologize in advance should you find any grammatical/logical error in this fic.
Some Kind of Summary: It was on that steep hillside, covered in grasses and wild flowers, that America first experienced the sensation of flying. And it was on that hillside that he finally took England flying with him.
*******
“Look, England,” he called cheerfully, gazing right into those eyes. “You’re flying!”
The link will bring you to my writing journal; cross-posted to
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... I still accept any throwable things.
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