Fiction | December 01, 2008
Loeka Discovered
Seth Fried
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There was some thing spellbinding about it, peering down the vast well of time at Loeka’s small, puckered face. While extract ing a tissue sample for analysis, it wasn’t uncommon for any one of us to sing to Loeka sweetly or to talk to him as if he were an obedient child.
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