The Ending: A Short Story
It felt like a dream, one that was slowly fading away.
I kicked desperately at the ground till my back reached the stump of the wall that remained. A trail of blood remained in my wake. I leant back, hands still pressed against the flesh, blood streaming between my fingers. I had felt invincible,…
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