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Post by Tiny Des on Feb 15, 2018 23:16:54 GMT -8
Tiny is greeted by the camera. Some neighborhood A/V geek she hired. Not really hired, she just kind of told him to do it and he stuttered. But his presence wasn’t required It seemed. Tiny snatched the camera right out of his hands and rushed to the nearby domicile. A yellow painted affair with that needed a new coat or two. Tiny took little time to find a nook in the side of the house to scale to the roof. A meek cry for the return of the camera could be heard. She ignored it and adjusted the camera. Which was merely holding it upright in her lap as she stared right down into the lens.
“Alas what is gone is gone. It was a fun time, and most important, it was a place to rest. The resting place for girl so proud of her family, where even her closest relative ignored her. The resting place where she made dear friends, and the dearest sought to destroy her. That girl was indeed a silly one. She wasn’t prepared. So I awoke. Finally they quit cutting into the dough and allowed the cake to rise. IT was about time I quit worrying about the others. Responsibility is so dull.”
“How I came to discover this place? Fabrizia Meryl Young. But of course the warrior lady pursues the resting place of heros. Tiny does not rest. I'm afraid many things will awaken. Especially those gremlins in the rafters. That’s right, I see you. You aren’t ninja. Not even an obnoxious orange one. Ignoring those. Tiny is here to shed off that rest of that old molt, and get a feel for her new skin. Very soon, no one else will rest”
Tiny rose to her feet and chucked the camera over her shoulder. The nerd below barely making the saving catch.
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