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Rated: E · Novella · Death · #1330368
Just a random brain scribble. Don't really know where it's going yet...
    Michael stared visiously to the horizon with a look of bitter disgust on his face. He knew, in the camp atop the adjacent hill, his foe plotted and planned his demise.

  A demise that will never come. Michael hissed to the wind, and seemingly to God himself.

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