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Stories by arkansas104
sleep.
dreams, hallucinations, whatever you want to call them. all here. all now. all me.
Ashrain
Ash rains from the sky, killing those who cannot protect themselves. Don't breathe it in.
#56 in Post-Apocaly...
It's The Sickness Talking
I was sick, so I wrote this. What a trip, huh?
