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abyssdressing2009-09-27 03:08 pm
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[For once, this hermit isn't selling weird things for his lemonade stand. Somewhere in the quieter places of the dressingroom, where the possibility of population is hopefully zero, there's a Colonel. He was sitting in the middle of the field, staring out to space. It seems he has no interests in anything, but the area before him.
Actually, he was staring at the rows of pumpkins in the field. And maybe a crow or two.]
Hopefully, this spot is more quieter and peaceful. Everywhere else is just noisey.
Actually, he was staring at the rows of pumpkins in the field. And maybe a crow or two.]
Hopefully, this spot is more quieter and peaceful. Everywhere else is just noisey.

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Dummy, I'm one of the few who actually likes you.
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[And he rubs his head just as gently.]
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Do you like it or you find that weird again?
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I'm going to pick a pumpkin to make sweet pumpkin porridge. Would you like one?
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Yes. I want you to try it.
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[He offers his hand.]
Come with me to the pumpkin patch.
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