Creative Writing: Downfall
Beginning of paper
I have heard insidious tales of black rains that fall on ashen
fields and metal that screams. Until now I have consoled myself that these
were nothing more than the delusions of some poor fevered mind. But today
I met a harbinger from this desolate place, and now I fear the truth.
The harbinger ....
Middle of paper
.... I was told to
travel to the chapel at the edge of the village; the same chapel which had
haunted my slumber earlier.
At this point madness must have surged through my blood for before
I understood what was happening I found myself staring at the rickety old
sign at the border of our town which read Melas. As I came nearer to the
chapel I expected the tormenting sensation in my head to diminish. Alas,
it did not. The truth is that the throbbing increased to what I can only
describe as a cran ....
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Word count: 1171
Page count: 5 (approximately 250 words per page)
