

Fled: Chapter OneFled Chapter OneFled: Chapter One
Father tries so hard. I know I disappoint him, yet he stays content with me. I have no strength. I have no power. I am nothing in his eyes. I don't deserve to take his place as Chief of Ongore.
We were coming home from what seemed like an eternity of fighting. Krea hadn't backed down since we had been in their territory. We only came back for lack of food. I didn't want my warriors to die of hunger. Father will be furious.
As I led my warriors across the mountains, I couldn’t help but think of the trouble I’d be in for coming back so soon.
“My son,” my fath


Red Mary JanesMaybe it's in the hair. That jet black '50's pompadorRed Mary Janes
perching so precariously upon your
head. I know I'd look ridiculous with
something like that.
Perhaps it's your face. Why would God make something
so flawless,
so smooth? My Neutrogena ran out yesterday.
Yeah, you have nice clothes. I wonder how you keep everything
so black. No lint or cat hair, either. Another button popped off my sweater.
Your legs are like twigs. They don't even have that little curve where your thighs are supposed to be, but
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Crazy Polish Women freak me the hell out.
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Days of wine and roses, days of wine and roses
All the artists flew in and all the arseholes flew out in '72
<`MinorKey> and don't drink so much that you remember having fun...
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Days of wine and roses, days of wine and roses
All the artists flew in and all the arseholes flew out in '72
<`MinorKey> and don't drink so much that you remember having fun...
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