Shell knew he had a few more hours before the dehydration would reach critical limit. It wouldn’t be long before his judgment would be impaired and he would begin stripping himself of his heavy insulation,
Just Another High Tide
After reorganizing his tackle box and hanging his fishing rods in the garage, Ennis DeVeaux removes his sopping wet socks and drapes them on the potbellied stove to dry. He then dumps the remains
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Li’l Rat
“Oy! You just kill’d dat li’l rat!” Eldan stopped and turned around. “Excuse me?” The orc was small for one of its kind, though it still towered above the spritely gnome. “I sayd you just
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