Category: Animals
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Pondside
I got back to the Mansion at about 8:30pm, and decided, as you do, to go for a quick walk around the Grinds. Well, as it’s bucketing down with hollow hail – which makes a strange tinkling sound as it hits anything metal, and doesn’t hurt anywhere near as much as the solid hail does…
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Changing Appearances
I’ve noticed as I’m gradually being ravaged by time, my appearance is somewhat different to how it used to be. I’ve not had my hair cut, or even trimmed, for at least a year now, which is no mean feat for someone who has hair such as I. Long time visitors to this blog will…
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Huh?
Horrifying. So began the comment. An individual could hardly browse through somewhere. I thought this was actually going somewhere, I really did, until that last word. Any time you browse through furthermore there, it would end up like practically squishing, sent downward on the ground, arrived about. Should I read more? I thought to myself,…
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The First
It’s heavy being a werewolf. Heavy and hard. They trudge around, loitering in shadows, sniffing out unsuspecting passers-by to pounce and chomp upon in a heartbeat. They howl upwardly at the Full Moon, like a crazed banshee who’s just spotted a reflection of her hair in a shop window. They find their fur matted and…
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