Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Thousand: Six Hundred Twenty-Nine

that what she usually does? “When the student is ripe the teacher will pluck her!” The girl jumps, then shakes her head. The figure in each room doesn’t talk all the time, but they drone on when they do talk and the girl rarely pays them much attention. She looks up at this one. Its suddenly speaking was a surprise is all. “The teacher will bite her, bite deep into her rosy skin, exposing her flesh. Bite deep, exposing her core, the very heart of her, where her future lies, and he will drop words in, words she will live

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