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You couldn't be sure it was moss or leeches

  • You couldn't be sure it was moss or leeches oozing onto you from the low,dark trees as you flail across bog country, pursued by an unreliable, gloaming witch light.
  • But you were sure of one thing... those mossy leech thingamabobs were dangerous. Visiting your grandmother's house was perhaps the worst idea you've had since that time when
  • you thought you could impress the principal at the school concert by performing a song by making fart noises with your armpits. But back to the leech moss monsters. The closest one
  • , whose name was Julia, leaned its eye-stalk in Fern's direction and gave her the once-over. "Hey- you're not a leech moss monster," Julia cried, "what are you doing in this part
  • our quagmire?" Fern just batted a fly away from her face and looked on dumb. Julia's eye-stalk took another look at Fern. Julia could see that Fern was bruising easily in the wind.
  • Julia began to think her weekend with Fern to see the F-Zero races in Death Wind Valley live was ruined, if only for their lack of precognizance of the planet's torrential winds.
  • "Don't be a fern, Fern. The whole point of having a galactic venue on a planet of torrential winds is because of the giant Fuck You! it is to the Man." Julia was on her last life.
  • and it was a perilous state to be in, yet she found herself laughing, throwing her arms in the air. Fern stared at Julia, knowing what little care she had was lost to the winds.
  • Julia had lost it and slammed her IPA. “I don’t know capitals, rap music, or baseball. Fern!” He raised his head sheelishly. “Trivia night is the worst date ever!”
  • Julia looked over at Fern once again. "Maybe this isn't meant to be." she whispered. Fern knowingly nodded. All this time he knew this wouldn't work, so he left without haste.

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