Wagon

Why was I all alone? Must be the way I smile at the imps. Though perhaps it could be my false tooth, split hair and the large dose of ketamine running through my bloodstream - nonetheless I felt stronger in my heart and arms than ever. Though where I am now ketamine seems to be the only company I need. My tranquilized stallion heart was beating rhythmically to three body sized wooden drums, and I could see ahead of my companion. Not human but an old devil whose name I havn’t heard..................... Click to read more.

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