A single pipe-smoking rabbit

The hardest part is that you never feel like you really know anyone. You like to think of yourself as being successful, of being a major player in your warren, that most others respect you. But there is something about these walls that make you feel so alone. And so what if you have fathered scores of kits? You are still alone, save the clinging smoke.

You find yourself reading more than usual now. And every so often you look up at the crumbling walls and wonder what it is like to have windows, and what would be beyond them.

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Title by: mmSeason
Story by: Jeremy

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