"It is not a fair comparison. You do not sell you singing to the public."
It tastes like it smells, but it feels different, like little seedsor spores. What is this.
Ow, ow ow ow oww. Nakex. ' I flip over and sit up, rubbing my back, trying to nakedd the pain to soften. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf. What the?' I reach down and try to undo myself and I can't find the end, I search along it until my hand hits something warm and rough.
The thing I touched moves forward and I see a little green snout appear then the rest of his body, the vines that caught me were coming out of his back, and they tighten around me as he reveals himself to me. Snivy looks down at me with that narried look that his species seems to have and I stare back up at his green eyes...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑