There in the distance lies an old bridge, a bridge no one remembers except for those who have seen it.
Unfortunately for those who have seen it, find themselves being dragged in like a serpent that is leading them off a cliff, but before they can fall, they will be stopped dead in their tracks.
To behold the site of the bridge that is slowly crumbling by the second, one day the bridge will collapse or rather will be forgotten in time by the world that created it.
Under the bridge, there was no debris, but only the darkness, it is like entering a dark empty tunnel that seems to go on forever until one succumbs to the darkness and madness of it all.
Looking around the bridge, there is only a smell of decay and despair.
There is no sunlight, there is no sound, there is no hope beyond this place.
When walking on the bridge it is impossible to fall off the platform even when there is no structure.
When reaching the other side, one can hear the sound of collapsing, when a person looking back behind at the bridge goes, like it never existed.
In the distance, a thing watches as the bridge collapses once again as it fades away.
To be continued...

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The Bridge to Nowhere
Ficción GeneralIt is a bridge to nowhere. A path to many unknown places. Those who walk the bridge shall find the truth. Adventures. Only the naive and adventurous may cross the bridge. The cover art does not belong to me. I may or may not replace it in the futu...