Jun 24, 2009 16:13
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There seems to have been some sort of... something. Much like the turning child-like week, 'cept not at all in anyway. What I mean to say is... I've got wings. Giant black ones.
Somehow I heard the Cabin Boy thinking about cleaning and whatnot.
...I think I'll go for a fly, then.
event,
chapter nine
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