Wherever Fenforth roamed, the misery followed him. It cast a pall over his waking, and tormented his dreams. Horrible visions of cute puppies and sweet lollipops, smiling children and glorious sunrises! The fact that his suffering was deserved did little to ease his agony, nor dry the cold sweat from his brow. He trudged on.
THE END
Saturday, December 13, 2008
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