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Issue: 707 | 13th day of Storing, Y17 |
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Picture Me This by msjanny
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Great stories!
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Something I Don't Already Know “Why is it that every time these twin Wockies organize a parade, we’re the ones sent to clean after it?”“Shut up and get to work, Cornelius,” Carmichael glared at the Werelupe, pulling off the latex gloves from her fingers. The ghost Xweetok groaned, tying her hair in a bun. Her translucent face was stained with flaked skin and red spots, her Howie coat unbuttoned and in a state of disarray.
by cherishtwilight |
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And Then There Was Silence: Part Five Finneus hops carefully over the foggy waters of Bogshot Swamp, trying his best not to fall into the nasty, seemingly-gelatinous marsh. It's difficult, however, to maintain his balance when he's got tired, achy wings drooping behind him and his hands are full of treasures.
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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