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Corpses littered the ground around the remains of a trade caravan, they were starting to rot in the burning heat of the sun. One man sat among them on a barrel with cigarette on his mouth and tried to get it lit, which ironicaly kept failing even with the situation he was in. Every man who had left for this had a noble goal while they were still alive, but it didn't matter anymore because dead people don't have goals, at least not in this world. Few minutes later he sighed heavily and gave up with, stashing the cigarette into his coat pocket and stood up. The sight was depressing, outside the caravan there was nothing, only endless desert as far as he could see, and beyond.
"Staying here won't do any good to anyone"
He muttered to himself and stood up, wiping the sand from his tail and setting forward towards the horizont hoping to find an outpost before he collapsed
This is the first chapter of my newest project. It is already longer than anything I have ever written and much more will come if I can write everything I have planned for this.
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Edit: I got comments saying that it's too long, so I cut it in half and will submit the rest as chapter 2
"Staying here won't do any good to anyone"
He muttered to himself and stood up, wiping the sand from his tail and setting forward towards the horizont hoping to find an outpost before he collapsed
This is the first chapter of my newest project. It is already longer than anything I have ever written and much more will come if I can write everything I have planned for this.
Prologue | Previous | First | Next
Edit: I got comments saying that it's too long, so I cut it in half and will submit the rest as chapter 2
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File Size 12.1 kB
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