The Ant
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Last published Sat, May 26, 2018
Her face was white and had big, black eyes that showed no emotion. Her neck was furred and two antennas protruded from her head. An antenna slightly brushed his face as he watched the head move in approval.
Inspired by - The Nest by Kenneth Opel
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