-The blood trail leads me down the slope where mountains meet, battle, and compromise allowing each other a bit of space. There they all sat and there I was. My head placed neatly upon a stone. I dare not look up for I know. I see. The axe will soon severe me from my own. Should I fight back? I must. I must for I have just seen the same the blank
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enjoy your school free few months more.
-shakes fist-
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and well written story revision and such :)
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