How did I get here? Is that blood staining my hands? And who’s this person that lays bleeding at my feet? ...is he meat for me to eat??
I can’t think or talk I can barely walk at all -I’m sooooo hungry and The F’n body calls me like a dinner bell for hell! Have you missed out on my first Tanka Time installment? Well worry not! You can read it here!
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