Canada is oldAs far as she knew, Jimson had always been there. She may have been raised on the plains, but she could also feel the oceans from where the sun rose and fell, and feel the bitter cold of the north. The great sprite had blessed her with a gift, she had been told, she should be thankful. It wasnt until the people around her were changing while she stayed the same that she realized how precious this gift was.Canada is old by Insanity-Rules
I am meant to protect this land, she thought one day, I must see all that I can of it.
She left the next day.
Around 458 C.E.
Something is coming... Jimson thought, the wind blowing though her dark hair, I must travel to where the sun rests. She told the tribe she was with. They understood and said their good byes.
The distance didnt bother her; she had traveled to the far west many times in many of her peoples lifetimes. She also knew that she would be protected by the great sprite; after all, she was the one who gave
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