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crooked.ink
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| | | | | I The first time I saw him, I was about ten years old. He was climbing up the path that leads down to the creek, struggling because of the steep trail. He was carrying a bucket in one hand and a walking stick in the other. I was playing with some twigs, running around some imaginary monsters. He quickly glanced at me, with some disgust in his grin, then he turned uphill, towards home. | |
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www.castofwonders.org
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| | | | | Twas the night before Chanukah, and all through the planet, not a creature was stirring except for the Elder God Cthulhu who was waking up from his eons-long... | |
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wyrdbritain.blogspot.com
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| | | | | Welcome to Wyrd Britain, a place of stories of a stranger Britain. | |
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sciencespot.co.uk
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