???'s POV:
I woke up with a piercing and blinding light around me, what is this place? I was confused, obviously. I looked around me to see if anything is there. Nothing. When I looked up it was a pitch black void it's almost as if you could see you're reflection in it. The pitch blackness slowly turns into a piercing white the more you look down. Not only was it painful to look at, it also felt... Terrifying. Like something could come at me at any moment. I walked around the groundless void for a bit, as to why I honestly don't know. Oh! How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself. I don't really have a name but I like to call myself sketch!
Author's note: This was a short chapter I'll admit, next chapter will be longer hopefully ^^
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Sketches and Wretches.
Fantasythis is a story 'bout Sketch 001, Sketch for short, who lives in an empty anti-void alone. Or is she? Read more to find out.
