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Here’s a preview for the final one. I’ve finished number 2 but just editing it.
Wolfy Situation: Shadows of the Burnt.
I’m sitting down, my stomach is losing a lot of blood. (you’ll find out why in number 2) I’m holding a bunch of guts, sucking out the slimy juices. I clutch my jaws around it and the soft skin surrounding it tears apart. All the gooey liquid is released and I dive onto it. I slurp it up. I look at the carcass of the horse that I have just slaughtered, tear the head off and dive my hand down the neck and reach for its heart…
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Nasty… Lol, but amazing :P
Death sits in the chair opposite from me and watches. Death has no eyes, yet can see. Death knows, but has no mind. We often sit together at night. Death has one move left… I have none…
ahaha cool G-MAN!! :D
It’s the Demons in my head that Comfort me at night.
Maybe we’re all mad here.
:D THNX!!!!
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Np :P
Death sits in the chair opposite from me and watches. Death has no eyes, yet can see. Death knows, but has no mind. We often sit together at night. Death has one move left… I have none…
It’s OK G-MAN :)
It’s the Demons in my head that Comfort me at night.
Maybe we’re all mad here.
lol. can someone give me a honest review?
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