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Fantasy & Magic

Writing and World building takes time.

Planetary Desert
writer, dark, table, books, dark thriller, wisted imagination, the dark delves fearlessly

Beyond the Wall, Can You Hear Voices

                                           OUT NOW 

Tom's heart was pounding faster as he ran down the dark streets. They were getting closer. A door came into view in the distance. A burst of wind wafted past him, jolting Tom into a nearby fruit wagon and then against the wall. glancing up, what he saw must of been ten times the size of an eagle statue; it was all black, with glowing eyes. It’s passed over him and settled about 15 feet in front, blocking the path. Tom just stopped dead in his tracks. The creature just stood there, looking straight at him. It suddenly cried out in pain before transforming into its human form again. Now in front of me stood the head of the bangers.
“Trying to escape, didn’t I point out? No one leaves.” He just smiled.

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