Strange Sight

He sat on the sandy shore and stared up at the cliff. It would be the last thing he’d ever see. His peripheral vision was closing in on him. He could see the trees, the buildings, the tower, all through a continually narrowing tunnel. “I wish I could have seen your face one more time.” […]
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Published on April 02, 2017 08:23
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