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  • Mist. Mysterious. Mystical. (Chapter 1)

    Mist. Where was all this bloody mist coming from? Cale looked around, disorientated. He didn't recognize his surroundings. "I'm not in the marsh, am I?" he questioned himself aloud. He ...

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  • Mist. Mysterious. Mystical. (Chapter 2)

    Hey there. Here's Chapter One.Cale stirred. He opened his eyes slowly, his head still spinning from the Elder’s attack. A strong, putrid smell hit him. Cale tried to move but ...

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Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.
— Leonardo da Vinci