Lake Lewisia #585

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She could not work in the quiet of a library or a still and silent house, no matter how people insisted one could only concentrate if they removed distractions. Instead, she sought out the noisy places: springs where ethereal voices bubbled up out of the water in breathless constancy, herds of friendly powderpuff hedgehogs climbed over her with dandelion-soft touches, and twinkling dryads turned every leaf into a dancing prism. The hedgehogs did occasionally nibble on the edges of her homework, but it was still a vast improvement over her miserable fidgeting and listless staring in more conventional study locations.

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LL#585