The heat was monsteras and intense. Like an oven that has been left on for 3 days and hadn't yet burnt down the house.
"Ahhhhh!" Whaled Mark. "Any water?"
He waited patiently for a replay. All he herd was the wisp of the sand, he began to dread what he would see if he turned around until suddenly he's mind told him. Turn ya numbskull! He slowly turned, bracing him self for what he would see next.
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Realms
FantasyFour men go out camping, what they find is more than what the expected. Will they survive the challenges that await them or will all just perish in grief and shame. Find out for ourself, in Realms.
