Literature
TBK - Tinkle 32
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Tinkle 32 – Crimson Promise
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“Move it! Don’t dawdle, you piece of filth!”
Nita winced and whimpered at the loud crack, her sweaty palm gripping the piece of plank for comfort as the whip lashed repeatedly on the unfortunate Lemming a few feet away from her.
Her wide blue eye darted about, desperately seeking help for the poor Rodent. However, all she saw were the blank expressions from fellow slaves, and the cruel amusement from the slavers. She was hugging the wooden plank now, fearful of the hostile environment. Furthermore, the iron chimneys and d