The frogs hop about the swamp. From lily pads to half drowned logs.
Their bouncing glee makes the swamp witch smile from her hidden hut.
With kindest regards,
The Translator
Haute couture and snooty writing abounds in this quaint and creepy blog of announcements, town gossip, horrorscopes and other works regarding fictional people, beings and places.
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Just a quick Blot to let
you all know the world didn't end.
With
kindest regards,
The
Translator
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