When the darkness of death comes at you, you know you are near the end, you can taste the desperation for the light, you can hear the buzz of nothing echo off the walls, you smell the fear emitting off you. When you finally see the end of the tunnel that you walk, that is when you finally understand. When you think the tunnel is almost over and achievement wells up in your chest it all disappears and you are left with the feeling that you were cut short of something amazing like you were almost there. In the end, it all fades to nothing.
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Little stories
Short StoryA bunch of short stories I have written, as well as the start of stories I likely won't finish. If you would like me to continue a story feel free to ave a comment. I have moved these stories from a different account
