I sat alone in a Dark world...nothing but time, space, and a place to think. Just me with a notebook and my stories. My stories are all what i have left of my life. I go by one saying; I want the world to remember my name; but i want history to remember my stories.
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Dec 03, 2015 06:02PM
We all know war is a living hell, but what if it came to your backyard? My new story 'Beneath the Blood' tells what it would be like if war hit home. 6 people stand up to evil and fight for the right...View all Conversations
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