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I'm being chased by the fox.
Still can't see.
Yapping.
Yowling.
Growling.
Hot breath on my tail.
I twist and lash out at open air.
I try to take off my blindfold.
It's stuck.
With sap.
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I'm being chased by the fox.
Still can't see.
Yapping.
Yowling.
Growling.
Hot breath on my tail.
I twist and lash out at open air.
I try to take off my blindfold.
It's stuck.
With sap.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top