protected baby kitten from - darth vader - cobras AND - the grim reaper, darth was ready to KILL FROM THE SKY DUDES, grim was looming offstage and the cobras hungry and ready to eat, the only defense being bopping pointlessly hungry rock hydra foreheads. kitten licked all over my lunch and i said fuck it, it doesn'tmatter any more, we need to run, although how far will we really get in this situation. united as we made it down the stairs and halfway down the block, the 3 parties turned into the holy ghost, son and father? 3 ghostly men in white dresses, wizard of oz dorothy drag and a bowler hat, and spun to their lefts, and evaporated- safe.
beautiful woven colorful shirt captive under black clothing. beautiful voice and activities (a ship had sunk; i was going in to scavenge goods; someone warned me about the danger but i reminded them that in the last shipwreck i'd spent hours picking chunks of corpses out of my hair, so really what good would it do to worry.) - captive in something awful, swam to escape, attempted to be hit with a car, trying to flag down a pedestrian in the middle of the traffic. avenue was also a wide canal.
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