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Fiction
Original Fiction
His Dream Came True
At long last… The man was cold. Warmth continued to sap away. He was out of breath; the very air seemed to thicken with every exhalation. His eyes were wide open, yet he could not see. Detailed shapes came in and out of view, yet it was impossible to piece their features into a coherent whole. And the…
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