She brushes the sand off the worn leather journal. The cover is scarred and notched. The world had not been kind to the battered book. Holding the light close she tries to make out the title.
The memoirs of a forgotten and defeated warrior
She scratches the rest of the dirt off the bottom of the cover to read the rest. Her eyes open wide at what it reveals
by Ayrlyn Lessing
Just a nobody playing something epic
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Sometimes you find something that you want to hold on to and never let go.
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Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better then drinking alone
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