Posted in Fiction, I am runner five

I am runner five #12

I haven’t written in ‘the forbidden notebook’ (imagine a big, movie intro-voice or something) for a couple of weeks.  Been busy searching for a dog.  And, drum roll please… I think I’ve narrowed down the search!

Sam’s helped me locate an old kennel about 10k from here.  So… I’ve been working on my stamina to get up to longer distances.  If I’m going to find a dog, the chances are that a few might have escaped round there.  I need to be able to get there and back… possibly, hopefully with a pooch.

That’s the plan anyway.

I guess, if I don’t write another entry you’ll know what happened to me.

Laters.

Author:

I can't believe I'm admitting this after years of disproving so-called 'sightings'. But the fae are real. They're real and they're here and they're going to banish humanity from the planet! Unless we can show them that we will care for the planet... please, help me save the world: https://storytrails.co.uk/waking-wakefield/

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