A Dragon's Mind & Soul

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Puts this here then heads to bed, finally.

Bouquet of burning roses by Ars Thanea

“There’s fuck all t’ do there.” 

    “What make you so sure there something for you to do here?”

“I get t’ piss you off, that’s somethin’” 

“Don’t ‘tch’ at me, shortass!”  Grumble. Grumble.

    “Then go back where you come from.”

“There’s fuck all t’ do there.” 

“…” Doesn’t know.

    “Tch.” Why this.

“Don’t ‘tch’ at me, shortass!”  Grumble. Grumble.

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    “What now?”

“...” Doesn’t know. 

         —Sorry, not in my vocabulary.

Send me “Mun play” and I will play as myself for a thread with your muse.  Or send me “Play mun” and I will play as my muse, interaction with you for a thread.