Unknown Origins

Unknown Origins

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'Wake up. Now. we've gotta move,' The voice was whispered, harsh and scared. She opened her eyes. Where was she? She had rolled over into a bush of brambles in her sleep. Cursing silently, her eyes blurry from her restless night, she untangled herself from the thorns. =========================================== This is the first draft of a book I'm writing so it is not professionally edited. It is set in post apocalyptic England on the m1 motorway (or highway ) and each chapters plot is determined by a tarot card that I draw at random which is what gives the chapters there names Thankyou for reading!
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