In the time it would normally have taken me just to find the correct bits, he had it all assembled and we started our distillation process.We were eas...ly finished by 1, and I was able to get home, do my washing and tumble drying at the launderette, and get myself organised for the week ahead. I needed to visit the bank for some cash, with three evenings out in a row coming up.I had arranged to pick Sian up at 6 for our 'date' together. We had gone out for a drink together so many times that it. Luckily, its torrent doesn't last long. It crackles weakly for ten or so seconds before all its flames and heat are pulled into the pit in one swoop, snuffed out as if time reversed. What then remains are the tiny cries of the group. Their uneven breathing helps to prevent the silence from overwhelming them as the green ambiance fades.Many continue to hold their breath past the end, not daring to turn back if another fire rises again. It's only after a majority of the green embers settle on the. Helen had no intention of doing that: those crones were lunatics and she was glad she would have soon broken free from their guardianship. She nodded anyways, not keen on the idea of being slapped.The harpies left and Helen was bored. If this had been any other day, she should be busy embroider, perfecting the technique for when she would have to portray on a tapestry the deeds of her husband, the tale of her family; she should study herbs to tend to the indisposition of her future husband; she. "I'm gonna fuck it! And then I'm gonna eat it!" How many shells it take to bring 'er down?" Jed asked. "I got her at least twice..." I got her twice, too!" Russell replied. "Make sure we git all the shot out 'fore we eat 'er." What'd'ya suppose she is?" Jed asked. "Ever seen anything like 'er before?" Nope, not in real life," Russell replied. "But, there's pitchers of winged things like her in a book Pa had. She's like some kind 'a demon straight outta hell!" Think it's safe ta eat 'er?" Jed.
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