It was late in the day when Spook wandered to the borders. He'd pretty much avoided them since everything went down, it had to be less secure out there, regardless of earthquakes. But no, today as light was starting to fade, and perhaps he would have enjoyed the colors of the sky, but instead he just focused on the still billowing, distant cloud. It caught the light, shimmered, morphed.
Like many things, it sent a shiver up his spine. His ears tipped back and he turned away, jogging along the borders. He wasn't really checking them, wasn't marking them, just running along out of some sort of need to do something but uncertainty making him choose nothing. How did he make this world stop being so crazy? Was it even possible?
Like many things, it sent a shiver up his spine. His ears tipped back and he turned away, jogging along the borders. He wasn't really checking them, wasn't marking them, just running along out of some sort of need to do something but uncertainty making him choose nothing. How did he make this world stop being so crazy? Was it even possible?
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