Every day, write some bit of fiction. Preferably over 50 words, but there will be no standard beyond "something". Posting is entirely optional.
( She was stuck in the trench. )
November 21st, 2017
( She was stuck in the trench. )
( She was stuck in the trench. )
I know this
If life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content.
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