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from Aradia's Diaspora by Susan Woerner

Copyright © 2018–2024 Susan E. Woerner

Scene 17

I was riding in a boat. In the boat was this very cushy bed and it felt so good to sleep. But I kept hitting my head on sandpaper, which was getting more unpleasant. But I didn’t want to leave the boat and the nice furry bed.

Furry bed?

Lifting my hand to the side of my head to push away the sandpaper, I felt warm puffs of air on my neck. Opening my eyes, I saw my bed also had two eyes, two deep brown eyes and they were blinking. At me. I sat up, nearly falling off the she-bear...


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