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The little hare hops around the field. He hops and lands on a switch. He hops again and off the mine goes.
9:32 AM Sep 21st
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The child crouches on the sand, dipping her fingers, she scours for the remaining pearl beads snatched by the waves off her mother's neck.
10:57 AM Sep 5th
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The witch's pet crow croaks, "I smell his dried piss. It's him, fresh meat." She stabs the talisman to the ground. It dyes his trail red.
12:32 PM Sep 2nd
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He flutters his wings, sings a tune and says, "Look honey, I've found us a nice spot. We can build it here," all this as the hawk watches.
12:03 AM Sep 2nd
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The groupers swim, the seagulls hover, the dolphins surf, everything but the sinking frigates and the floating marines.
11:47 AM Aug 27th
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He pauses and limps, pauses and limps. His sight lands on a hill of ruins. Three feet beneath the rubble, his severed arm bleeds.
12:02 PM Aug 22nd
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The mallard paddles through the bloodied pond, she quacks for her ducklings.
10:42 AM Aug 17th
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