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Titan
TITANThe sand crunches underneath my baked feet; I am a Titan, the only one left. The waves are lapping against the golden shore, each like sparkling blue fingers groping forward, ...
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Untitled-Perhaps the start of something Dark
The alarm turned on and began ringing. The small room was illuminated with light, and Fred Pastor climbed wearily out of bed, no more refreshed than when he entered it. ...