I remember falling asleep on a cold October night.
Sprinting around another corner, I’m met by another gray wall.
Wall after wall…an endless labyrinth.
My fists ache as I hammer the cement. My screams don’t rise above the walls.
I curl up breathless.
I’ll wake up soon enough, right?
Right…?
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Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
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