General Writing

  1. Hows this?

    Stumbling towards the stables, dry earth crunching under the pad and fall of my boots. I could still smell the roasting Body of the swine, the delicious centre piece to a Luxurious banquet, mixed with the sweet aroma of Freshly brewed wine. As I reached the doors, I heard softer, more delicate foot steps close behind me. I turned to see, and made out a figure in the darkness, not standing to far from me. It was her. The girl from the banquet, her long dark hair falling over her...
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