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Month: February 2025
Outcast
He sat on his haunches and crooned softly, cocking his head on one side like the parakeets of the South Western rainforests. I dared not look him in the eye. I was afraid that if I did, somehow he would see into my soul and then he would know everything. Everyone in the tribe knew his appearance was intended to intimidate…