“Yosemite,” she cussed, seeing where it came from.
She knew the picture of the “Monolith…” *had* to be here. But where?
Suddenly she was gone, a piece of art herself. The price she paid for a photograph.
Or was it a painting? She’ll never know now.
“Yosemite,” she cussed, seeing where it came from.
She knew the picture of the “Monolith…” *had* to be here. But where?
Suddenly she was gone, a piece of art herself. The price she paid for a photograph.
Or was it a painting? She’ll never know now.
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Tagged as Anselmo^*, Crystal^^==, MONOLITH, NODAL, Paul Duck^*+++++





