"It's alright. Don't be afraid." He bobbed a little further back. "All that food is dead. Only the cookies are good." He watched the strange being for a moment. "Is the sea nearby?" He says it with a longing hope, like someone who ached to go home after a long, hard, day.
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Date: 2020-01-01 04:51 am (UTC)