Run or Fly
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Aug 29, 2015
Running.
That's all we ever do these days. Oh we fly too, but not that often. Not even us, it's only me nowadays. And the enemy, of course. That's how all books are. At least I think so. No ones left so I haven't seen one in ages.
Running and flying, being chased and killed. That's what my life consists of. Well I haven't been killed, but everyone else has.
Read my story if you want. But I am warning you its bloody. Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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