Oh, the tree, the tree! It was up yesterday at Dysfunctional Designs for Fifty Linden Friday and my lovely sis, TinLiz, got it for me as a gift! 120 more words
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Most hated serving in the night patrol. He didn’t.
Granted, he had to deal with more of the shamblers, the faster-moving zeds who could actually make their way up the embankment toward the line of barricades – they couldn’t come out in the light no matter how fast their rotting legs could take them. 301 more words