The cold water was invigorating. Jadis and I became good friends. We frolicked in the stream, trying to catch the small fish. I finally caught one. I let it stay in my hand too long and it died. I felt horrible. I felt the poor fish flexing it's body with desperate gasps for water. I don't want to catch fish anymore.

10/30/2002

Author's Note: Notes from DnD

Posted on 10/30/2002
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