He looked at them and curled his top lip, exposing a receded, tarry gumline, from which protruded a set of unnaturally long, and quite terrifying, nicotine glazed incisors. ‘Utter plebs,’ he said, raising the heavy crystal glass to his lips. ‘Who the hell do they think they are?’ Through the windows of the leader’s chambers,Continue reading “Rabbits”
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