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  • Fire: Prolougue

    You're almost there, Peyton I told myself as my legs burned from running. Dead pines and willows raced by me, and branches tore at my limbs as I ran. I ...

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    • Fantasy
    1 min read


You sound like you're becoming emotionally involved with the custard.
— Nikki Morgan