Steve Rogers, mustaches, films, aliens, and camping.
Posted on November 5, 2016
by McNeil Atticus Inksmudge
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He rejects the good herald’s call and goes to the fortune teller. She is a gypsy. She has a big nose and big eyes that bulge. Middle-aged. A mouth checkered with dark spaces where teeth once where. Her robes are bulky, like she is…
Category: fictionTags: fantasy, literature, National Novel Writing Month, story
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