Jason Whitaker

Writer

Monday, May 09, 2022

I followed him down a spiral staircase deeper and deeper beneath the ruins of a formerly mighty city above.

Down here beneath the remnants of the former civilization would rise the next generation of land dwellers.

The enemies from the far off places of the sea have long returned to their distant homes.

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May 9, 2022

Fiction, poetry, short story, writing

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Monday, May 09, 2022

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