With horror, he saw an ink-black mop of hair appearing from between the bushes, crowned with a large sombrero. The mop of hair made his way through the shrubbery, and the sombrero seemed to have mated with a wind chime somewhere in the past, for there were hanging bells from it, chiming as it swayed.
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Re: Midnight in the Forbidden Forest
Date: 2015-03-02 08:51 pm (UTC)