
My mind keeps grabbing bits and pieces of story as I think through the day. I have managed to get some of it typed in. Don't know if it will help with the story line or not. Regardless, let me know what you think of the skills. ____________________________________________________________ Rain lashed at his face as he ran. Time was running out. His lungs ached from his exertions. How much longer…
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