dimanche 28 février 2021

Ride Home

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The thing swung its enormous neck down as she spoke, bringing its head around to prod at her with its short, bristly trunk. The tip of it was wet, and she shuddered, wiping her sleeve on her hip. The motion left a long smear of something on the fleecy fabric, like the track left behind by a snail, and she grimaced, scrubbing harder at the spot until it had disappeared.

On a ride back to the TARDIS, Polly finds herself a bit out of her comfort zone.

Words: 2023, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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