I felt the ground being swiped below my feet. It was swift yet at the same time...somewhat graceful. Its an indescribable feeling that made not only my stomach, but my form toss back and forth.
It seem like I fell for a lifetime. It was neverending
The same deep sound rattled in my ears. "Say Pal You don't look so good." I was filled with rage and I wanted to jump up and kill the beholder of the voice, but I couldn't move my sore body. The pain was excruciating. I wanted it the end. The man spoke once more; "You better find something to eat before nightfall."
His voice was so excited like he was about to watch me fight to the death. Unbeknown to me, I would be brawling death itself.
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Don't Starve: The Journal of a Gentleman Scientist
FanfictionWilson has been in Don't Strave for years. His life is chaotic and tasteless till he stumbles upon something very special; A girl. From this point on, Wilson decides to write about his struggles in a small journal. The scientist keeps it in a place...
