6 thoughts on “Burn.

  1. Dear me, you weren’t joking.

    This is true. Hopefully, though, you can position the embers in such a way that it cooks a better dinner.

    Reminds us that our actions have a leeching way of snacking on.

      1. Alas! I have but temporarily succumbed to that toilsome wench known as the Whore of Humdrum. I have recovered. I have bathed in the tired mundane, near drowned in the sordid suds of listless world walking. ARISE, stone one. Your are BREATHED!

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