Friday, February 17, 2012

Exquisite [five sentence fiction]

He slinked across the floor as the strange new bundle wiggled.

He poked at it and it made funny noises; it was soft and squishy.

He nose twitched, it smelled funny, too.

He tugged on the blanket wrapped around it and heard a sharp "NO".

"Isn't she the most exquisite little girl," his master murmured.



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