Finished 7:06. Yes, I was frantically rushing to get this written at the last minute, how could you tell?
“Where
is out Author?” snapped Araziel. She was starting to get tired of
all of these disappearance. Her yelling and angry muttering had even
managed to frighten Aengus a little, and he had gone to sit some way
along the path. “I think they were supposed to be doing this
NaNoWriMo thing,” said Blue, who had sat down beneath a tree and
was doodling in the dirt with a twig. “That is no excuse,”
snapped Araziel, and down the path Aengus flinched. “Well, our
Author never needed an excuse to slack off before,” said Blue,
throwing his twig at Araziel.
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