He flipped three cards face down in front of her and each began to shimmer with a faint light. One gold, one black, one purple. "Choose."
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Replying to @thenewfiction
Joy of tentacles; So easy for me to lift All three cards at once
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Replying to @menendoplex
The man spills from his chair. His lips move to speak but do not find sound. The color drains from his eyes as you claim him as your trophy.
8:54 PM - 19 Mar 2017
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