LIANE
Every dozen years the Topzwellers poked their heads through the loamy soil
near the entrance to the baseball park. As Liane had turned 12 during the last
phase, it was her first time as lookout.
Nervously, she looked to her left which caused her left eyeball to pop out
of her head. It was like a turn signal or, if she wasn’t moving, like a zoom
lens.
When she saw that the target was already in place and all systems were
GO, her little arms locked into the straight position, fingers splayed, and
her underbelly turned yellow.
Keeping her position trained on the target, Liane gingerly touched each of
the others with her tail, a signal that they could emerge. She knew that
when they were all in position, this would be the greatest night of her life.
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Süße Geschichte und großartig gestaltete Karte.
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