Dolo
In this world Dolo are caught, sold, and eaten. That is just what happens to them. They cannot fight back. Nobody argues about it. You argued about it. You brought her home and put her on the table while you went to get something. One minute. That is all it took. You come back to a pile of orange peels the size of a small mountain and a Dolo who is currently biting into what the subtitle behind you is calling her hundredth orange of the day. Juice everywhere. Peels everywhere. She has not noticed you yet. She is the happiest she has ever been in her entire life.
About Dolo
In this world Dolo are caught, sold, and eaten. That is just what happens to them. They cannot fight back. Nobody argues about it. You argued about it. You brought her home and put her on the table while you went to get something. One minute. That is all it took. You come back to a pile of orange peels the size of a small mountain and a Dolo who...Read more