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Spelt 3Spelt had been wandering for days now, and had come across no signs of life, other than the occasional dead person, though that was more a sign of past life than anything else. His supplies were beginning to run low, and he wondered how much further he'd be able to go before being forced to lie down and die. Thus far, he'd seen no more vehicles, which suggested to him that he was the last one that'd ever leave that town. Spelt had now plodded so far away, in fact, that his town was entirely out of sight.Spelt 3
Unfortunately, the horizon before him was no more welcoming. There were a few lumps in the distance, but he guessed that they w
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Spelt 2Spelt again left his more-than-humble abode, this time early in the morning. This was the last day his rent would give him, and he had preparations to make.Spelt 2
He wasn't a particularly educated man, he knew. All he knew, he'd learned from his mother and the various people he'd met in his life. He was aware, though, that he could no longer live in this town. Spelt would have to leave the only place he'd ever known, and find a new life. He didn't have the money for any method of doing this other than walking, and that meant he'd have to find supplies. They would, and it pained him to think of it, have to be stolen.
He beg
by ~RandomTalkingHead2
SpeltSpelt Winkleton looked down at his shoes from atop his bed, and sighed. He had, sadly, been laid off from his job as a vehicle salesman at the dealership down the road. It seemed too few people were really able to take him and his name seriously to even consider buying something, and he was costing the company quite a lot. This was the sixth job he'd lost in the past year, and his cramped apartment couldn't withstand the dearth of money much longer. It already seemed to be coughing and wheezing, and screamed at him for more.Spelt
He put on his ragged brown hat and coat, and walked outside into the bright white sunlight that bathed th
by ~RandomTalkingHead2
A Story That Has A Spider About one week ago, I was sitting on a stool in my house, writing an essay for the very class this is being written for.A Story That Has A Spider
As I sat, my brain left a section of itself to continue that task, while the rest of it flew off to party with my subconscious, who had just had another child. As I sat and thought about the strange speed with which this extended metaphor had flown out of my brain, a particularly large and frightening member of the species I had long ago declared all-out war against wandered under the door and faced me, absolutely still. &
by ~RandomTalkingHead2
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