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It was Laundry Day. Rochelle loved Laundry Day; it was a day filled with the comforting scent of fresh linens and the feeling of warm winds. Alone in her yard, she pinned baskets of clothing and bed sheets onto long stretches of clothesline. The cool sensation of wet fabric against her bare skin contrasted against the warmth of the gentle breeze that danced past her isolated cottage. She worked in the nude, not wanting to leave any laundry undone, a habit she had only indulged in since she began
The Messy Death: Rochelle 1
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The tremendous decline of your society over the last several centuries was truly unprecedented. No other culture or people in your mind could match the tragedy of your race's story. Once having great mystical powers in their possession, your ancestors stood to build mighty kingdoms. Now you lived as lowly squatters, vermin in a hostile world. To you, the dangers of being discovered by humans -and the consequences that would inevitably follow- were growing more frightening by the day. You were
The Messy Death: Prologue & Story 1
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It Begins The sky above had grown increasingly troublesome as the evening shadows inched longer. Dark clouds swirled and brewed in the crimson dusk sky and no sage would be necessary to predict the coming storm, and no party of travelers would be daft enough to camp under the shadow of such an unruly sky. Yet, trudging through the dense forest floor of the Deep Woods, four such travelers could be found. Their trek ill-fated from the start and the remains of their group in shambles, they wandere
It Begins
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