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“No, I have always been this size.” Roz looked down at her weathered body. “However, I used to be shiny, like the surface of the pond. I used to stand straighter than a tree trunk. I used to speak a different language. I have not grown bigger, but I have changed very much.”
The lodgers seemed to push forward, eager to feel more warmth, and then pull back, afraid of feeling too much.
This sentence goes hard fr
The second lodge would have to be bigger than the first if it was going to fit Broadfoot the bull moose. He was a towering hulk of an animal and had a thick coat of fur, but even he was struggling with the frigid temperatures.
Oh my god Roz nobody in the world is this thoughtful. Why am I crying?
Soon, the robot was standing beside the roiling, frothing river, just above the falls. He was too badly damaged to leap over the falls or to wade through the rapids or to climb down the cliffs. But he had to continue his hunt for the target. So he started limping upriver in search of a safer crossing.
Wait why is this kinda sad
“My mother is broken and I don’t know what to do about it!”
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