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Reaching out to the Far Hand

CallingtheStorm

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Parts 7
Time 48m

Reads 698
Votes 26
Parts 7
Time 48m

CallingtheStorm

What I remember was walking… And it was hot… Out in the blazing sun, where the light yellow sand burned our skin as we were forced to trudge through. The sound of shackles clattered through each movement. In this painful and meaningless, I always thought death was the most merciful way to escape this world. Until he reached out to me. SinbadXOC *During Adventure of Sinbad*All Rights Reserved

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