I was staring out of the window at the rain, gazing mildly into the middle distance, when suddenly a voice said, Nice weather for ducks. I nearly jumped out of my skin. I turned round, and there was Des Tiny, who had stolen silently into my bedroom. You scared the living heck out of me, Des, I said. He nodded wisely. Fear comes from within, he said. As does strength. Only you can decide which will conquer.
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 09:29:12 +0000
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