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Weather: 99% chance of rain. Overcast skies with dark clouds.
Temp: 78 degrees Fahrenheit.
Setting: A lonely field of horses, mostly frightened out of their wits by the storm. Ominous clouds hover dangerously overhead, threatening to spill their harmless but rather damp cargo. Wind whistles coldly through the trees. An icy hand rides on the back of the breeze, leaving its fingerprint everywhere it goes. Fear huddles in the hearts of every living thing. Evil haunts the passage between this place and elsewhere...
 
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Dang. What are they?!

Not tell'in.

Are the wolves? Bears? Lions? Chupacabras?!
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"Rain drops fall'in on my head, something something something. But something, something something!"
"Inigo! Shush"
"Oh but-- Wha?"
"I am attempting to ignore you and your making it impossible"
"Okay..." he replied, cocking his head to one side, "hooow?"
"YOUR SINGING! YOUR VOICE! I cannot think!"
"Oooooh, what if I hummed?"
"Go stick your head--
*Humming*
Widow's eyes dulled and she dropped her ears.




Chupacabras... You found me out...
 
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YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pheobe is feeling lonely and sad.
Aspen is playing with a wolf.
There are evil character things far far away plotting. Is that it?
 
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YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pheobe is feeling lonely and sad.
Aspen is playing with a wolf.
There are evil character things far far away plotting. Is that it?

What, evil things.......
 
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YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pheobe is feeling lonely and sad.
Aspen is playing with a wolf.
There are evil character things far far away plotting. Is that it?

What, evil things.......

Gerb won't say.........
 
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