Short story to clear my mind. (Jack the Gaint Killer and the Black Road).

[macdevlin]

"I stand on the brink of the black void look down in to the inviting blackness, a wind whistles up from the depths i hold my hat brim to stop it from being blown away as my cloak flaps about my legs. I look behind me at the way i had came, the long black lonely road, i remember the journey. Behind me i hear a voice i know. 'Bleak isn't it?'I don't

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[macdevlin]

*it may be shit but if folks want the rest*

[xavier1764]

Not too bad andy, i like the darkness of it all.

Thanks

[macdevlin]

Glad u like it Rob :) u want to read the next part?