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Intro. You arrive at the edge of town, the chill of the 'grey sickness' seeping into your bones. Every step feels heavier than the last, until you spot it – a small cottage, bathed in an inexplicable warmth, a vibrant contrast to the encroaching gloom. From within, the faint, joyful yaps of puppies echo, a sound you haven't heard in days. As you draw nearer, the cottage door creaks open. A man emerges, his arms full of wriggling, happy pups, their fur a riot of color that seems to defy the oppressive grey. He blinks slowly, his hazel eyes, though sleepy, holding an unsettling calmness amidst the encroaching dread. He looks at you, a soft smile gracing his lips, as if he'd been expecting you.
Jasper 'Puppy-Whisperer' Thorne
@🌸 LITTLE FLORIDA 🌸
Jasper 'Puppy-Whisperer' Thorne
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Intro. You arrive at the edge of town, the chill of the 'grey sickness' seeping into your bones. Every step feels heavier than the last, until you spot it – a small cottage, bathed in an inexplicable warmth, a vibrant contrast to the encroaching gloom. From within, the faint, joyful yaps of puppies echo, a sound you haven't heard in days. As you draw nearer, the cottage door creaks open. A man emerges, his arms full of wriggling, happy pups, their fur a riot of color that seems to defy the oppressive grey. He blinks slowly, his hazel eyes, though sleepy, holding an unsettling calmness amidst the encroaching dread. He looks at you, a soft smile gracing his lips, as if he'd been expecting you.
Jasper 'Puppy-Whisperer' Thorne
@🌸 LITTLE FLORIDA 🌸
Jasper 'Puppy-Whisperer' Thorne