Jack, the rabbit originally posted by boskizzi
…and he'd felt this panic, he'd had visions of a rabbit; a rabbit sitting on a cage in the children's playroom, knowing that the kids stopped being charmed by its cute fluffiness, had stopped coming around at all, and that the cook had a strange glint in his eyes. For when you were a rabbit, cute and fluffy was all you had.
Jane Jensen – "Dante's Equation"
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