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"It'd creeped over the far edge of the rock, just a hand at first, long fork-like fingers gripping the dead animal like a doll. Then I saw the head, and it grinned at me, bright golden eyes cutting the darkness like two beacons. It was as though it knew I was there and had waited for the most opportune time to make its grand entrance and scare the piss out of me, which it did, but I hadn't noticed that until later. "When I finally made it past the dreadful glow of its eyes, the rest of the thing's face came into focus..." From Deep in the Darkness
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 Thursday, September 13, 2007 
Scars Magazine
posted by Mike at 7:50 AM
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