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David Echoe walked down the hall his dark blue backpack hanging off one arm he took off his red hat and ran a hand through his thick brown hair. I ...

Dust rose up behind them as they walked, boulders were everywhere. Hills rose and fell, it was almost noon. Steven led them to a shady spot next to a small ...

David Echoe walked through the debris. Old York was gone, Atlantis in its place. He walked over the top of a bank vault, money, blowing in the wind. David looked ...

David was packing his gear, trying to make his sleeping bag fit into a stupid role that would fit in the little ropes. He growled in annoyance as he still ...

It was extremely wet and hard to see, but the group slowly made their way towards Hampshire, it was very close now. David slipped in a patch of mud and ...

This is my first mystery genre story please comment. Preston is a 15 year who is caught up in a mystery involving several murders.

The truth in a raindrop from my perspective, also perhaps the deep thought behind writing.