The Tale of Sardonyz:
Chapter one:
Thoughts of a Dying Man
Today is the day that he died. Thinking back on why, only dull, blurry images of the past few weeks enter his thoughts. One instance he remembers vaguely is the day before. Early morning. They came for him. He remembers not hearing anything, then, shouts and orders. "Get down!" "I said, get down!"
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It may be all made up, but its all of my stories and shorts i've ever come up with, and may have some poems.
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