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Monday, October 4, 2010

October dribbles - 4

“You want him to run away don’t you?” said Meg as her dog barked wildly over the carcass of a dead squirrel. Pale autumn leaves fell round them, bright-plumed birds, dead spiders and a fly.

Dog wagged his tail while Meg dragged him inside, while alien weapons burned the sky.

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