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Prologue: The Letter Starts

As life is now, how mine came to be, this is my story our story. I would like to leave a record of it for my fellow members of the slaves back with master. They may understand what happened to me and may gain a future of their own. I  have it now I hope they might...

The Young Pianist

A young boy of 12 sat before a piano. He touched its teeth while he remembers how his favorite melody would play. The boy took out the sheet music booklet from his seat and opened it to page seven. His fingers placed on the keys, ready to start, but a hand reached out...

When This Goes Wrong

It is a dark and stormy night. A group of campers is huddled around a campfire telling stories as they roast marshmallows. One of them leans into the other and says, “Gerald won’t you tell us a story.” Gerald paused then smiled as he starts to narrate, “It was a dark...

Sun upon the field

Shining bright the ball in the setting sun. Is not the goal but a pop home run. One blinded but smiles from the fun. Another moment has run. On the moment of the setting sun.

Chapter 4: Yo, Hell-hound Bound

    In a white space as far as the eye could see, lay a single body in gray rags beginning to wake up. A mirage of an old wolf grey wolf twice the size of the boy stood before him.       The old wolf walked closer to the boy stirring from slumber as its eyes flashed...

Chapter 3: Bound with Snakes

Chapter 3: Bound with snakes        Kiel after regaining his composure, goes looking for a source of water and what around him could be used for a shelter. The chirping of birds, the ruseling of beasts, and the whistling of the gusts of wind churning in Kiel's ears.  ...

Chapter 2: Receiving an Inheritance

In the wild early morning mist that covers the wood. Rays of light cut through mist. Upon dead scattered leafs upon this landscape. In one of these rays of light, a smoldering mass of darkness like unto a smoldering fire resting in place. This gray mass rose and...

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