... And the fox in socks was free of the box. Free to roam the woods and eat little girls with hoods (and their delicious cookies.) to live happily ever after... In her warm striped socks.
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TheFoxInSocks TheFoxInSocks Aug 02, 2016 12:26PM
I deleted 'Golden eyes and pine needles' temporarily while I work on it (rewriting parts and finishing it) so I can update the whole thing on a proper schedule when it's finished and I can be satisfi...
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