As I was young
The first chapter...As the day was just beginning, a watery sun struggled to pull itself above the horizon. The endless rain of the last eleven days had ceased to fall. The landscape was fresh; the festering of greed and want of power having been washed clean. There was little doubt it would return- sooner next time than the last. The Pass was the ideal spot for the right person. A cunning, yet evil, mind could make use of an opportunity here. Many had held the Passage for a long time. Violence, theft and murder had reigned there too long. Many a life had been lost and an uncountable amount of wealth been plundered.The first chapter...
Two steep mud banks towered
silence III
Devious Journal Entry
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The truth is like the underside of wings: we only see it when we fly. -Harrison
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Hi there.
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I'm trying to drink away the part of the day that i cannot sleep away.
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I'm trying to drink away the part of the day that i cannot sleep away.
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Up your nose with a rubber hose
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