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Thus is a very smsall teaser of the beginning of Mail Mammels. The chapter is named Sleet and Snow and these 3 animals are carrying some precious,, yet entirely illegal fetises(at least they think) to labs. The dialogue and story is going to be written in a charlie brown-ish way, but a lot more thought is put into it.
The animals cannot understand humqans in panels the human words will be gibberish unless certain words they know are spoken, like commands. Animals will all have normal voices and panelds they can talk to each other with every high intelligence.
(First cha[pter is called "In sleet or snow" after the Mail man's poem.")
(If your not into RL problems, do not read under.)
This story.....it goes out my best friend, my aunt. She had bone cancer. She was so sick and unhappy but always loved her children and me. After she died I did too. I couldn't hug her until she had passed. But, sitting on her lap after she died was a leather jacket she had been using to keep warm. It had my name on a tag. I took it, kissed her head and put the jacket on. From then on out when I wear the jacket no one and nothing can hurt me. It is my shield and armor..
When she died all the good in me did too.
The animals cannot understand humqans in panels the human words will be gibberish unless certain words they know are spoken, like commands. Animals will all have normal voices and panelds they can talk to each other with every high intelligence.
(First cha[pter is called "In sleet or snow" after the Mail man's poem.")
(If your not into RL problems, do not read under.)
This story.....it goes out my best friend, my aunt. She had bone cancer. She was so sick and unhappy but always loved her children and me. After she died I did too. I couldn't hug her until she had passed. But, sitting on her lap after she died was a leather jacket she had been using to keep warm. It had my name on a tag. I took it, kissed her head and put the jacket on. From then on out when I wear the jacket no one and nothing can hurt me. It is my shield and armor..
When she died all the good in me did too.
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