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Leah sat in front of a fresh, uncarved block of wood with her carving tools in front of her. She stared at the wood, waiting for inspiration to strike. Waiting for it to tell her what it wanted to be. So far, it seemed to just want to be a block of wood.
She sighed and looked out her window. Down by the river in front of her house was a familiar blonde head of hair, slowly walking back and forth, holding up a camera to her eyes, trying to capture the perfect shot. It was Haley, who Leah often saw in the woods taking photos.
Haley was wearing a flowy blue dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her long, wavy hair was loose down her back, and she had a flower tucked behind her ear. She looked like the embodiment of spring. Leah watched as Haley took off her sandals to step into the river, and smiled as the cold water met her feet.
Leah turned back to her block of wood, and began to carve.