Friday, July 29, 2011
Thousand: Four Hundred Fifty-Four
the wiggle of dog tail off over there by the trees. But, now that he’s looking, Bernie thinks he sees a movement in the grass near the house and a movement to the left and a. If he’s not careful, Bernie realizes, he’s going to imagine up all sorts of monsters. He closes his eyes, then opens them, because all sorts of monsters can creep up on you when your eyes are closed. Indeed. Standing on his plate is a creature part feral cat, part strangled raven, and all fungus. Which does not keep it from speaking. “You Went?" "I
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