You listen to your surroundings, attempting to comprehend the soft-voiced conversation. You can hear the soft breathing of the sleeping individual next to you, the dirt in the air still lightly stinging your senses. After a few moments all senses fade, leaving your mind you wander a black abyss no dreams, no thoughts, no light.
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YOU ARE READING
A Tale Not Yet Told (CYOA)
FantasyThough hungry minds gather to read, it is of great stride to announce that this story cannot be read, for it has yet to be writ. If however, you wish to embark on this adventure; may you continue it on your own. Be wary of the choices you make e'r...
