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Run Rabbit Run

  • Writer: E.K. Holmead
    E.K. Holmead
  • 2 hours ago
  • 1 min read
The fur on my back feathered out as I heard something laugh behind me. My stomach rolled as the laugh weaved its end into a hiss. A part of me didn’t even want to look back before I started to run.
The fur on my back feathered out as I heard something laugh behind me. My stomach rolled as the laugh weaved its end into a hiss. A part of me didn’t even want to look back before I started to run.

 
 
 

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