Tagdoubt

Story of a slave in the desert

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He had been walking since before he could remember, and before that he had escaped. There had been dunes of fine white dust and shattered stones lining dessicated river beds. He had passed passages decorated by impossible fossils, decaying wooden signs and roughly hewn markers proving undeniable theses and directions, and a skeleton proving that he was not the first to go this way. He had known...

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