on the fridge.
so here's my strange fridge magnet thing:Captive
But presently, all on the sudden, they heard a great and strange cry, which they knew to be the same voices they heard in the night, though they varied their notes; and one of their company being abroad came running in and cried, "Men, Indians! Indians!" About that time there came an Indian to me and he bid me come to his Wigwam, at night, and he would give me some Pork and Ground-nuts. That night they quartered in the woods, he still expecting (as he had done all this long time of his imprisonment) every hour to be put to one death or other, for all their feasting.
..i don't think i ever finished this thing!?
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