In the silence of the open road,
I travel alone, my story untold.
With each mile marker passing by,
Underneath the vast, endless sky.
Footsteps echoing on foreign ground,
Lost in cities, yet to be found.
A solitary path, a lone embrace,
Navigating life's uncharted space.
Through mountains high and valleys low,
Where the wild winds freely blow.
In solitude, I find my voice,
Amidst the echoes of my choice.
Though shadows dance and doubts may rise,
In solitude, my spirit flies.
For in the journey, I am whole,
Traveling alone, yet with a soul.
In the quiet hum of wheels on stone,
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Llion the Brave Version 2
Her screams diminished as Llion was dragged away from the cell. The stench in the corridor was less but there was still damp, decay, defecation, death. His feet dragged, like a raggedy puppet, the guard either side of him holding him fast. He could feel their individual fingers digging into his scant flesh, leaving their impression on his bones.
By Rachel Deeming8 days ago in Fiction
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