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The Fight.

I have fallen into a pit. It is deep and dark save for one tiny spot of light in the middle of the floor. My entire being is pain. My soul screams. I crawl with extreme difficulty toward that light. … Continue reading

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The Night Wanderers

He stands six foot four, a great imposing man, his hands large and intimidating, his chest barrelled and his jaw stern as he patrols the tiers. At night when the owls screech, he clutches tight to a soft teddy bear … Continue reading

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