One hour; all I had. One hour to make my difference in the world. And it was about to come.
I philosophised detrimentally, it was a vice; eating away at the entirety of my beliefs. I reconsidered everything. I didn't know what mattered anymore. But I did know one thing; I was here for a reason. I needed to be remembered, or I would become what they said I was; mere meat.
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AdventureCompleted Although in need of editing. 'We would run again. Together. ' This book is set in the post-apocalyptic future of sorts. It is a contemplative novel about use of life and place in a narrative form. A bit of philosophy, bit of action, a lo...
