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"Pilot Go" by Jeff Kuykendall

     The contrail was still a streaking arc of white against the red sky when Pilot darted on four legs into the long straight canyon. He looked up every few seconds, marked its clean curve, tracked it like he would a scent as it vanished into a horizon that wasn’t as clean, a horizon that was nothing but dense foliage, black against the sky’s blood red, the color that clung to the surface of the planet, the choking atmosphere that he had come, in his brief life, to breathe without difficulty. 1,682 more words

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INKtober Challenge: - Day 8 - 'The Ink Bottle Collector'

Happy World Octopus Day everyone!!! How many ink bottles must cephalopods get through?!


Polpo e Potatas: For Emma

Photography Debbie Harrison Lewis // Styling & Props Olivia Bennett

My beautiful friend Emma from Glasgow, moved to Sada in Northern Spain a few years ago to be with her Spannish partner Damian, They are both talented photographers, i’ve visisted them for the past two years in May time. 533 more words