At first she thought she’d offer him washing liquid for tea. Perhaps some alcohol instead? Then again, the hot drink itself would burn through his throat! 2,913 more words
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She couldn’t tell him anything, his palm was pressing painfully on her neck. Her brain began panicking, when her lungs were not getting enough oxygen. Her fingernails dug deeper, desperately making their way past the fabrics to get to the sensitive skin. 1,959 more words
Sorry to be late again–Seattle smoke got me down again in the health department!
Anyways, on with the review of episode 8 of A Centaur’s Life. 860 more words