Finishing with his boot he stood up, looked to his Owner and waited. His mind, so clear just an hour
Finishing with his boot he stood up, looked to his Owner and waited. His mind, so clear just an hour ago felt foggy and sluggish now. It was so hard to think or focus on anything but his Owner. It had started the moment he saw the pile of leather and with each piece that went on it intensified so much as his old self retreated deep under the layers of fog leaving him open and eager for the new self his Owner was molding. -- source link
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