- Dec 19, 2022
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LOSING MY RELIGION
"Is that tree... moving?" Rookscar blinked with deepening surprise as he sat on the stretch of open moorland that overlooked the thunderpath that cut through the landscape. Hedgerows obscured the monster that ran along it but it didn't hide the peculiar sight of a pine tree rushing by. It was attached to the roof of the thunderpath monster, not that Rookscar was aware of that. He saw what he saw and it perplexed him.
The scarred tom turned his head to seek the opinions of his peers, and to make sure that he wasn't going mad. "Are you seeing this?"
The scarred tom turned his head to seek the opinions of his peers, and to make sure that he wasn't going mad. "Are you seeing this?"