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Another little peice I wrote the other day while I was feeling like s**t.

Ehh, just me writing while I felt like s**t the other day.

A word or two

The farthest back I can remember was when the people of the great river began their ascension into the annuls of history. Their people so ba..

Mathias awoke, he felt the drip of sweat and the unnatural feel of gloom in his room. Too exhausted to get up he lay there. Until once again..

His eyes adjusting to the light he moved silently across the stone ground. Four statues, great, magnificent, stood before him. One within ea..

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Mathias awoke to find himself alone, a dark nasty smell lingered around him. He stepped forward to find himself exiting a cell. An abandoned..

I entered the gloom, My eyes already adjusted to the darkness. I saw it there, curled up in the corner amongst the rats. It spoke to me. &ld..

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