Jack Seel blog
Friday, December 12, 2014
Unscramble
But even as the thought touched his mind he knew that for him to drift home and without and without any stake in the country that had bred him
I saw/a gray-green slimy thing/like a snail/ without it's shell,/ only bigger,/the size of a rat.
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