The Gargoyle August 3, 2007
Posted by Luke in Writings.trackback
by (me)
He walked through a low archway and found himself
in a green park setting. It could be his secret
garden. He sat under a tree until some kids ran in and shattered…
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nice…I think it would be strange if a staue started talking to me…lol