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Cardwell (688 words)Cardwell by ~Whes
It is evening in a lush stretch of woods just off the interstate in a quiet place not even big enough to call a town, though there is a city only thirty miles back, up and over the mountain. The highway that would take you there is black and winding, lined with yellow road signs and monotonously flashing amber lights that warn you to go slowly around the precipitous curves. It's a dynamite-blasted canyon, cutting and climbing through stone, bridging steep and narrow gorges, flanked the whole way by towering walls of naked gray rock where bolted-down wire mesh skirts keep boulders from rolling into the paths of motorists. Flanke
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Billy: Please don't go! I loves you! I know sometimes my love seems like a joke. ITS NOT A JOKE!!! (sob)
The Way of a Villain! [link]
Wolves Galore! [link]
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Billy: Please don't go! I loves you! I know sometimes my love seems like a joke. ITS NOT A JOKE!!! (sob)
The Way of a Villain! [link]
Wolves Galore! [link]
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Do this smell???-Jhonen Vasquez
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Do this smell???-Jhonen Vasquez
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"You have the grand gift of silence, Watson. It makes you quite invaluable as a companion." --Holmes, "The Man With the Twisted Lip"
"You needn't worry yourself," said I. "I've found that there was method in his madness." --Watson, "The Reigate Squires"