Beyond this place he Squats...hands a rubbing. Puppet master dripping grin. So many threads. So little time. Comes a conclusion?
This day's addition comes courtesy of: @kneeldowne
Beyond this place he Squats…hands a rubbing. Puppet master dripping grin. So many threads. So little time. Comes a conclusion?
Comment by: Dave Kirkwood — September 23, 2012 @ 3:29 pm
Milf’s hand slipped into his jacket. He thumbed the safety on the Mk3 Soul Cannon. Only three dark souls left in the mag. He took a breath.
The master yanks the tangle of strings, pulls lolling heads and clacking arms. The spectators clap shriekingly like chimps.
Comment by: James Knight — September 23, 2012 @ 7:16 pm
Collecting his winnings from the games of Exuberance & with his shadow still in awe, he readied himself for more extraordinary destinations
This one going out to @kneeldowne’s dad!
Comment by: Adam J Wimbush — September 23, 2012 @ 7:54 pm
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