Origami Past Story - OneHer hair was knotted, and her eyes were filled with tired tears. The morning sunlight shone through the oak leaves shading her families nest. Little Origami slipped out of her bed and walked into the hallway, and walked over to the door at the end. The she heard the faint voices of her parents through the door. She leaned in and listened."-how? If she is seen, all of us shall be shunned." It was her fathers voice, Brightfeather.Origami batted her wet eyelashes and leaned in, listening closely."Please, she at least deserves to see this. It may just be another ceremony, but she is plenty old enough, and it'll show her what will happen whe
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