Pov: I forgor 💀
*Pzaz*
The wind forcefully flows between the split, dry, rotten trees, and hole filled rocks that now push against the end of the river. And empty burrows carry tired fish, Yet, Beyond the distorted disarray; sits a tiny star glowing to the sound of chaos that can be barely heard within the cave it shines.
but deeper in the cave, someone is sleeping, laying apon the ruffed, eroded ground, as thunder and rain fill the quietness.. "pfllahh.. what's that annoyingg-,.." "huh?.." is it, raining??! It hasn't rained in months! Butt waitt- what's with that light.. not a lot of creatures in this forest glow, but I guess there's a possibility, I never really go out from this area.. orr maybe it's a rock- No why would it be a rock??! Idiot.. il guess il justtsss~... ehhh.. I'm too sleepy to deal with whatever this is, I should probably check it out.. I don't wanna be eaten in my sleep do I.. so noodle legs it is!
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The Running Tunnel
Fantasya town full of whom we never to seek, but never wish to lose. what will be of us? or them? find out.
