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Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.
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EDIT: Because it's me, I will try to keep it to 3 or less sentences, but it will probably be more like 6 or 7 xD
:)))
EDIT: Because it's me, I will try to keep it to 3 or less sentences, but it will probably be more like 6 or 7 xD
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:35 am (UTC)The truck moves slowly off, silence in the fields around, and Blenkinsop turns to face Maltravers with wide eyes and hope - wild wild hope - bubbling up, ready to escape.
"We're going home," he whispers, and the look of sheer joy on Maltravers' face mirrors his own.