Beats and Breaths-Lifelines
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Last published Wed, May 15, 2019
What if you lived in a land where no-one breathed?
What if you lived in a land where no-one's heart beat?
Shannon-Alice and Frederik don't exactly have an easy life. Their only living family is sick and bedridden. They only have jobs at all because they are what are called Lifeliners. Shan can breath and Frederik's heart beats. Not both. This gives them little advantages around town, but when the Snuffer comes to town, looking for beats and breaths, they know they can't hide forever. But how can they leave when they are their family's only hope?
How do you stop living when you don't want to die?
They have tough decisions to make, and fast. Because they don't know how long they can live without their Lifelines.
Starring, also, a weird Leopard Gecko.
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