The Tunnel Merchants – Steve Carr

Staring at the flitling, Koona Mau winced as the light from it burned through the thin white tissue that covered his large eyeballs. He had his elongated yellow fingers wrapped around the bubble she was encased in, grasping it lovingly. His loud sighs of contentment echoed in his burrow. He laid back on his bed of pigeon feathers and put the paws at the end of his stubby, spindly legs up on a plastic inflated seahorse practically covered in duct tape to seal the leaks and gazed at her dreamily.

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