the tale of the three toed beast
It was a dark and dreary night when I encountered, the three toed beast.
I was walking home from a busy day at the courthouse, the hour was late and the winter night was already as black as coal. While walking I began to hear footsteps that were not my own. I casually glanced behind me and from the corner of my eye I saw a shadowy apparition. I quickly turned around only to find the shadow gone, but there in the snow was its footprints, round and as wide as it was long it had three slender toes each as long as my index finger. Even in the cold night I wiped sweat from my brow, for I knew this would not be my last encounter with three toed beast.
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I was walking home from a busy day at the courthouse, the hour was late and the winter night was already as black as coal. While walking I began to hear footsteps that were not my own. I casually glanced behind me and from the corner of my eye I saw a shadowy apparition. I quickly turned around only to find the shadow gone, but there in the snow was its footprints, round and as wide as it was long it had three slender toes each as long as my index finger. Even in the cold night I wiped sweat from my brow, for I knew this would not be my last encounter with three toed beast.
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