Hours later, the dreaded knock at the door came. The girl grabbed her belongings and went to answer it. Gorse stopped her by grabbing her wrist.
"I, uh, I can't walk out there. You need to carry me."
"Why?"
"Just trust me." With a sigh, the girl lifted the bear and struggled to keep a hold of him.
Thud.
An oval shaped and pale item fell from Gorse's sweater.
"Ignore that!"
"What?"
"Nothing! Onward steed!"
YOU ARE READING
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Random"The Book of October is not a toy. It's not a thing you want to play around with." "It has an affect on people, and it's not usually a good one." "I'd never use it myself, but since I can't stop you, I wish you good luck. You'll need it." Thirty day...
