Meep Meep!

Another mini-saga

A tear streaked down his cheek, flattening his unkempt fur. Speeding towards the canyon floor, the sense of failure, mingled with a terrible and insatiable hunger, overwhelmed him. He closed his blurry eyes. Through the roaring wind that tore past his ears, he heard that bastard’s distant gloating:

“Meep meep!”

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Author: wtfranjo

My name is Franjo. And I will be a Football Manager.

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