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The Clearing
The Clearing

The Clearing

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A shrill cry echoed through the mist and a thud followed. That shrill cry, so familliar to my ears. I traced the echo down the muddy path into a clearing, surrounded by musty old redwoods, towering out of my sight into the dark night sky. The rain pattered all around; I was soaking wet. I peer into the mist with no avail, shivering from the icy breeze that had hit me. The rain poured even harder and blinded my eyes. I wiped away, trudging onwards into the darkness. I triped onto a tree root, and sploshed into the muddy water. I picked myself up and shouted, but nothing came out. It was as if someone was choking me. I felt my neck, it was smooth and wet, water dripping from my chin and onto my shirt. I stumbled a bit, before kneeling down in vein. I then saw a light ahead, and I stared in disbelief: a massive gorge within the ground, at least two leagues deep, and as I peered in, I saw the unspeakable.

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