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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021
Submitted to Contest #86
Sweat trickled down my forehead, dripping on the side of my face, tickling me with its movements. It gathered and formed a bigger droplet, only to fall and disappear in the air.The snow ridden path slowed my running, still I kept moving. I wouldn't even doubt if someone told me I was in a swamp, just the sheer difficulty in treading the snow was unimaginable. Without rest, my feet took step after another seemingly afraid of what might happen if they stop.Β An intangible entity crept up from behind, indicated only by the wind following it...
A hatchling in the world of stories, striving to progress and learn the laws of writing.
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