Datto Stories

His own breathing was the only sound Fruit could hear, which was deafening in his ears as he stared at his feet, wet with slush and diluted blood. If he could go back to...

My tail wagged, watching my owners scurry around upstairs. They seemed nervous, nervous for what? I wasn't too sure on the situation myself. One of the humans approached...

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