I dove, ducking under the vines as they shot out of the tree, barely avoiding the curved thorns on the vine. I rolled out of the way as the vines shot downwards, again missing me by inches. "All I wanted." I complained softly. "Was to pick some rasberries." I rolled again. "But Noooo that's TOO MUCH TO ASK apparently." I pushed myself to my feet, jumping over the vines as they tried to attack my ankles. Why was none of this ever easy?
-Inspiration from watching Trolls
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