THE GRIFFIN'S STOLEN COURAGE: THE GRIFFIN'S STOLEN COURAGE: CHAPTER 1It was in the early morning that the March Hare was making his way through the foliage, bundled in a striped green and purple scarf with his hands grasping at his matching green coat; his breath visible in the crisp October air. Thackery wasn't much for the cold weather. Being the March Hare, he much preferred the spring: warm with subtle breezes, flowers blooming from a winter's long slumber, and the cloudless, blue skies that spread for who knows long. But it wasn't the awaiting spring that was on the young rabbit's mind; more it was the events that occurred the previous night.It was considered the
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