I remember rp saying something to me across a table, some kind of translation barrier.
Monday, December 21, 2015
In frankas dream there were baby badgers and they were biting at his feet and legs, they didn't quite bite. It did not hurt. He was stuck in the driftscape he says, other than that, as far as he remembers.
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