A.L.Baker
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Artist, Poet, Triple Fire Sign, Hibernophile, Biophile, Cupcake Whisperer
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John's calves burned with each step, and a sharp pain pierced his abdomen. As he neared the safety of daylight, the sound of webbed feet slapping concrete grew louder. He risked a look over his shoulder, and found himself staring directly into the beady eyes of fate. He screamed.
November 30, 2024 at 2:50 AM
John's calves burned with each step, and a sharp pain pierced his abdomen. As he neared the safety of daylight, the sound of webbed feet slapping concrete grew louder. He risked a look over his shoulder, and found himself staring directly into the beady eyes of fate. He screamed.
Reposted by A.L.Baker
