Swell Time

Moving forward, just not sure where we're going, but at least we're having a swell time when we do it.

Too much alliteration


The night stirred as the cloaked man slowly sauntered down the sidewalk.  As he strolled, he suspected too much alliteration in the space between his ears.  So he stopped.



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This entry was posted on October 13, 2017 by in story, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , .
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