Written for: Sunday Whirl, Wordle #514 Words: sense, years, still, mend, frame, scry, decry, marry, funnel, avenue, heart, fall Though scryer swore that her heart would mend, she would fall in love, and marry again, she still sensed problems on the horizon. Fears framed her outlook. Friends decried dependence upon a crystal ball. Perhaps she will seek out a new avenue, one that welcomes reliance solely on herself. Too many years were funneled by others. The ball darkened. She paid her fee, and left. https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/
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