Rules and Roses
Family is the only thing that the free man makes for himself and by himself.
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“One of these days, you understand you would have to shift, right?”
Tilting my head up, I’m greeted by the hut’s ceiling. It was brown and dingy. Cobwebs aplenty were formed at the corners. Interestingly enough, I’ve found it more entertaining to watch how a small spider was wrapping a bug, squinting my eyes I notice that it was a moth, in a crystallized white web cone. It probably got stuck there or something. Someone cleared his throat from beside me, but I don’t avert my gaze from the spider wrapping the bug. The spider rolls the moth around, wrapping it up as it goes. A few inches away from the spider getting
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