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THREE MORE DAYS The supervisor’s empty claws poked her in the ribs, squeezed an arm, and finally turned Sahra’s head this way...

THREE MORE DAYS

The supervisor’s empty claws poked her in the ribs, squeezed an arm, and finally turned Sahra’s head this way and that. “Always thought the really pale ones were dangerously inbred…” she murmured. She hissed between her pointy teeth. A noise of disappointment.

October 29

Spread the word

Dear followers:

A while ago, I put out a plea to reblog the shit out of the soon-to-be-released Hevun’s Rebel.

You all did a wonderful job reblogging that one post.

What I need is all of you spreading the word about the other posts. The ones where it’s the cover, the date, and a small collection of words… they get ignored.

Those are the ones I need you to spread around.

And not just on Tumblr.

Spread the word

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