Stories of a Post Apocalyptic World Part 12
Tumbleweed blew across the marshes as the wind began to pick up. The moon gave off little light as it sat high above the wastelands with the occasional cloud blocking it from view. Malicious creatures patrolled the barren landscape in search for their pray but to no avail. They usually gathered around this area, it was as if they could sense that someone was close. They wouldn’t be wrong either. * Tanya lived in a small cave system below the landscape and had done for the past fifteen years....
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