Two students of the Free the Fiction Writer Within evening course were whispering in a corridor of the Academy before it began. — Did you hear about prof. Moose? — Yes, you mean what happened with Pedro last night? They turned their head at the same time to look at Pedro, another student who arrived recently in ... · ID #2276 (continued)
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February 24, 2010 at 10:25 pm #2425

Keymaster

The Peaslanders and The Blubbits

The Cloud then spoke in a cloudy but clear (with slight chance of rain) tone:

“For Blubbits to get rid of
Master the art of Balance you need
But on your Head is the trick
Like Oolong is to a Tea”

Two students of the Free the Fiction Writer Within evening course were whispering in a corridor of the Academy before it began. — Did you hear about prof. Moose? — Yes, you mean what happened with Pedro last night? They turned their head at the same time to look at Pedro, another student who arrived recently in ... · ID #2276 (continued)
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