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fandomtownies2011-03-06 10:42 am
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The Gig, Sunday
Firekeeper knew it was going to be one of those days when she and Blind Seer opened the door to the barn and were immediately pelted with several oranges.
It didn't stop there, of course. Counting may not have been her forte, but Firekeeper was rather good when it came to measuring relative passage of time. So by the time the third quarter-hour was marked by the arrival of a shower of citrus fruit, she'd learned just when to duck.
It didn't stop there, of course. Counting may not have been her forte, but Firekeeper was rather good when it came to measuring relative passage of time. So by the time the third quarter-hour was marked by the arrival of a shower of citrus fruit, she'd learned just when to duck.