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Sunday, 16 May 2021

Round like a Ball

The narcotic Troll dust had now worn off, and with a clear head she found the neck of the sack, pushing her slim hand through, she worked the knot until it gave way.

Charley stepped out of the scratchy enclosure, shook the weevils from her coat, found the electric light switch, and turned it on.

To her surprise she could see a small creature sitting in the corner, looking up at her, quite frightened.

It was round like a ball and she could not figure what it was exactly - sitting or standing, it was about two foot high - more or less. Because of its ill defined shape it was near impossible to see just how big it was - yet this fellow was quivering worriedly in the light of the globe above, staring at her, with what seemed to be great fear.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances

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