Day 17
I'll try to get the hang of this bird thing. RIP to my brown hair, though.
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"...Home?"
"No feathers?"
"Man... I've must've had a bad fever these past few weeks. Those were some crazy dreams. Hair turning white? Turning into some sort of psychic variant of Braviary? My subconscious is wild."
FLOOMPH
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