I built a machine that goes ding. No it doesn't go ding for
any reason, it's completely random. Hey I happen to like the ding, it's soothing,
relaxing and stuff.
Short stories of all shapes and sizes. From fantasy to science-fiction. Stories are like trees, they grow, branch off and bear countless leaves. Every leaf on a tree has a story to tell and I am the storyteller. New stories every other Tuesday.
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