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Journey of a musician phasing through society.
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It is many
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Feck.
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This is actually the opening of a short story I'm working on. Very rough first draft, so mind the typos and what not.
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After being found dead in an abandoned underground train system, a young man is re-animated to discover he is gradually becoming a part of a once fabl..
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Found in a pool of waste, a young man is recovered by a duo of peculiar graverobbers, and whisked away, miles below the city streets for reasons unkno..
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"He looks fairly well put together," muttered a monotone female voice, the sound echoing off the brick walls of the dimly lit underground al..
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It had been a week and 46 days
Time shifted, and shifted its usual way
Summer meandering on and on
Smells of freshly dead grass, and smoltering as..
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Nonsense is not always fun.
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Malls. Hubs of the socially accepted dregs of humanity. Hellish hovels, whose inspiration for misanthropy is rivaled only by American freeways.
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