Down to Earth Tom Khan

Down to earth Tom Khan A Short Story by Jane Doe Tom Khan looked at the enchanted gun in his hands and felt fuzzy. He walked over to the window and reflected on his cosy surroundings. He had always loved picturesque Berlin with its chubby, confused cliffs. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel fuzzy. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Maud Williams. Maud was a virtuous animal with sloppy hands and ugly thighs.