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[lucael]

"When I woke up there was warm July rain pooling up against my face. I was on the ground, and the smell of garbage was too damn close. I blearily opened one gummy eye and saw a huge hairy face right in front of it. I shot to my feet and drew my gun- ... well, I jerked back a bit and then pain hit me like a hug from a chain-link fence. But it was

Comments

[willtruncheon]

There's nothing like some noir fiction to help smack the taste of a Mimsy Borogove out of your mouth. Are these excerpts from a completed work, or is this laissez-faire incompletism?

[lucael]

This is making it up as I go along. :)

And I apologise for that bastard of a concoction. You really didn't have to carry it around as long as you did.

Lucael

[dharklady]

Hhehe yay! More please?