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On a sunny day, he was biking up and down the hill, on which his family’s house was, he reached to a point at the bottom of the hill, which was near the sea, and which was mostly avoided by the people in the neighborhood, due to its bumpy, rocks-filled ground, were no bikes or cars could go further, and where the sea is vigorously invading the land, and making it a damp, muddy, no-Man’s area of the hill and shore. The twisting, twirling, coiling, hose-like thingies, where nothing but that creature’s tentacles! n … n … name is mmm … “WHAT’S YOUR NAME, MORTAL?”
That sound invaded his mind, but didn’t pass by his ears, it was a brain message. They were twirling, twisting, and coiling around one another, in an impossible manner. One day, he managed to drill a small hole in the wooden door of the bathroom, where she used to take showers, and he kept the splinter removed in place, so that he can remove it easily, and gets long peeks at her naked,
