01-03-2021, 12:29 AM
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He had been walking for a while when he began to feel the ground shaking underneath him, and worried, the child looked up. Why was it shaking? He didn't think there would be earthquakes - and he was sure they would feel different than this - this felt like something was coming. Something in many forms.
And that's when he saw them, hundreds of tortoises, big and small, coming in his direction, and coming fast. Soon, he was swallowed by them, and under the weight of their tiny tapping toes, he was crushed. The child was dead on the beach, his pet tortoise by his side, mourning his owner's death. Who would feed him now?
[[ for those that see this, this is a joke, I am sorry, it will be deleted ]]
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[div style="max-width: 500px; font-family: times new roman;font-size:13px;text-align:justify;line-height:16px;text-indent:30px;"]The sky was bright and clear, it was such a nice day. A day that Torsten would say, on a normal day, was his favorite. He didn't like the rain or snow, didn't like it when it was too hot or too cold. He liked it how it was here. Perfect. So he took his tortoise on a walk.He had been walking for a while when he began to feel the ground shaking underneath him, and worried, the child looked up. Why was it shaking? He didn't think there would be earthquakes - and he was sure they would feel different than this - this felt like something was coming. Something in many forms.
And that's when he saw them, hundreds of tortoises, big and small, coming in his direction, and coming fast. Soon, he was swallowed by them, and under the weight of their tiny tapping toes, he was crushed. The child was dead on the beach, his pet tortoise by his side, mourning his owner's death. Who would feed him now?
[[ for those that see this, this is a joke, I am sorry, it will be deleted ]]