Hello, Readers! For this post, I’ll be answering a prompt presented on A Writer’s Discrepant Memoirs and Other Tales. This one’s on the longer side. Roark drew his sword, bringing the hilt up to the hanging vines to get them out of his way. He peered into the dim cave but could see little beyond … Continue reading Things Best Left Forgotten
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