Thoria is walking along a path, before he comes across a donkey. She had been hurt in ways that Thoria had never seen before. He couldn’t believe his eyes.
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a fable
Stabbing another cigarette out in an ashtray already overflowing with them and it’s cold outside, cold in here too because of the external or in spite of the internal (the heater is on, powerful) just like I was when I was in school, being something because it was what everyone else was, or doing it… Continue reading a fable