Saturday, 26 December 2009

31 Days

... there stood iContact.He had ripped and scratched and tore through to this land of bean.
You can see the rip there on the left, that's a bit of grass and some
trees. See ? It's just there on the left, just above the dead cat.
Oh. Oh yea ...
Crimson, dear Mr. Crimson lay unlifed, the colour still draining from
what was left of him.
Never ran, roaring and flailing.
He and iContact exploded into a violent engagement.
Colour fading ... Never was overpowered.
iContact stood over him, and began to mash at Never's face.
Mash after mash after mash he did.
Mandy had fallen to the beany ground, almost completely gray.

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