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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Writing Starter #50

I crawled out of the box, relieved to finally breathe fresh air once again after my 2,000 year imprisonment.  The two figures backed away with looks of horror upon their faces.
"What?  Never seen a Kraken before?" I said with distaste.  "The nerve of young people these days."
I slithered towards the door, parched.
"Wait!" cried one of the figures.
I slowly turned my head around.
"Am I gonna have to kill you?" I said with a hint of boredom.
No response.
"Guess that's a yes."

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