Down In A Hole And I Don't Know If I Can Be Saved
Yesterday, 01:00 PM
Beat felt so small in this strange new world. The home that he once knew had seemed to melt away around him, some odd earthen creation rising in its place. First it had been the stone spires, now there were odd ripples and rises in the land that promised something more was to come. Beat had to know. The black and white brute moved to the Shore, ears flexing this way and that as he listened to the awful churning, groaning sound coming from beneath the ground. It was as though there were massive worms under his paws. His imagination got the better of him and, in his minds eye, he saw massive sand worms forcing their way through the sand and dirt just below his paws. There was a strong compulsion within the old man. Dig. Dig. Dig. Dig. And so, Beat settled his weight and began fervently pulling away scoop after scoop of earth. He would dig until his paws bled if that's what it took to figure out this mystery. "Beat"
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Aunt Twig may enter any of Beat's threads while he is underage.