FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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, and Mollie a year later from inhaling stray cotton fibers (she refused to die of such an obscure malady before Jonas's passing). Alas, as I trudged through life, I could only -
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The incarnadine wraiths flashed through the twirling swamp-forest, sobbing as they swept up lost children to be brought home as white-eyed slaves of enfeebled, drifting appetites. -
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I watched as the bus drove away, not quite understanding why I didn't feel any pain. The wind blew a balloon from a child's hand as it passed, and a dog ran into the street -
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other Fallunker was bespun with Dirligigs. Fagan was always slothing his Gefurtwenger but this Clfwaang had insulted his pride. Spoke Fagan, " I'll be snickered & snackered before -
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and firmly remove it. Then it began to tickle him under the arch of his foot, his only ticklish spot. He decided, zombie or not, this was the women he'd been looking for.