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Chapter 325: Nice Boulder
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... his hands on his hips. Then back at his face. The single visible eye - pupil wide and round - contained the specific expression of something that had been asked a question so far beneath it that answering would constitute an act of charity.
"What am I..." it repeated, but not as a question, more like a statement. The way a professor might repeat a student’s answer before explaining why it was wrong.
It lifted its head from the warm stone. Slowly. With the slow pace of something t ...
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