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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2024
Submitted to Contest #257
Dark, dank, and drowned in rain, the town sat, cradled in the breast of the surrounding hills like a baby in its motherβs arms. Miserable grey clouds blanketed the gloomy sky and showered the town and its muddy avenues in a torrential downpour. The stink of waste and mud poisoned the air. Echoes of the townsfolk voices could be heard, bartering, drinking, and arguing amongst the maze of buildings. Adrik observed the town from but half a mile away. He stood amongst the trees and examined the print on the muddy, slippery, slimy path before him...
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