Writer

He went downstairs after his morning shower, tensed his half awake body, and turned on the stereo to play his favorite rock music to sing along to in the background.
Feeling a bit peckish he took a small dried sausage from the kitchen and sat down in his comfortable chair with his laptop, looking for a moment outside at the people passing his house.
‘It’s good to be a writer.’

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Science fiction, fantasy, furry, horror stories, drawings and ideas, tech ramblings
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