Verglas’ Last Hope

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Verglas had traveled far and had finally reached his destination. He looked up the mountain. Then he checked his copy of the book. Yup, this is definitely Mount Crumpit, Verglas thought.

Verglas imagined him up there in his cave, enjoying the afterglow of his newly-increased heart size. Probably humming fahwho foraze, dahwho doraze. And possibly still snacking on leftovers from his…




Old bones. Young heart. Uniquely arranged words.

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(imo) ppl on earth reaction when they are not afford to stuff :-)

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Old bones. Young heart. Uniquely arranged words.

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