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March 17, 2008 at 12:06 am
#796
The was wondering where it was.
No sky, no crap.
A strange smell of fish though, and her bandages were too old and dry to be the cause of it.
had the weird impression of someone talking in the distance, but she couldn’t feel its head and thus couldn’t turn it to the voice.