I woke up in a path of destruction. Fumbling about, I gathered myself and assessed the situation.
Wait, where am I?
I blinked a couple times but nothing appeared lucid as I rubbed my eyes for clearer visionary understanding.
How long have I been here?
Clouds of smoke billowed around me and an unfamiliar terrain seems to surround me.
Have I been here before?
Tag: story
Plot Me
You wanted a perfect love
With a story that transcends
How could you be so foolish
To forget that stories end?
