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Smoke curling around the crispy remains of an eggplant, gold glinting from under a pile of Raven feathers, a quill shredded to PUNishing proportions, wry comments and toothy grins, who could be responsible? Clawed footprints and the whisk marks of wings. All fingers point the same direction. Fandango is running amok again.
This was inspired by the comment left on last week’s FF55 – both my own and others.
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