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This was a collaboration between ten honours students in the art class I attend.
The challenge was that everyone had to write at least four lines and you only had the last sentence of the last writer's piece to work off of. So, if the sentence you got was, "...and off they pranced, frolicking like woodland pixies." ,then that was what you had to continue with, regardless of whether or not you know what the previous writer was talking about, the point of view, setting, or even the characters.
Again, ten people, ten different writing styles, maybe even ten characters. ;)
Enjoy,
-Art
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