01-14-2019, 01:17 PM
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[color=#137E7A]FINNLOCH
" i wanna take the long way home "
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the russian blue had come down lately with a flu, well, out in her travels she had. she had returned home now, back to the desolation of the empty streets devoid of a child's laughter. nobody was to be seen, and it filled her with a slight sense of dread. surely, there had to be a reason?
walking into the gardens, flyer clutched in her maw, she looked around at the poor plants, her heart aching for the life that had been lost and laid to waste. "poor little guys ... anyone?" she called out, thinking she heard movement out among the other walks of the garden. she was wary, bearing new scars and smelling of far-off places and bringing records of her experiences.
//sorry its short//
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[color=#137E7A]FINNLOCH
" i wanna take the long way home "
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the russian blue had come down lately with a flu, well, out in her travels she had. she had returned home now, back to the desolation of the empty streets devoid of a child's laughter. nobody was to be seen, and it filled her with a slight sense of dread. surely, there had to be a reason?
walking into the gardens, flyer clutched in her maw, she looked around at the poor plants, her heart aching for the life that had been lost and laid to waste. "poor little guys ... anyone?" she called out, thinking she heard movement out among the other walks of the garden. she was wary, bearing new scars and smelling of far-off places and bringing records of her experiences.
//sorry its short//