Posted on 8 December, 2016
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The Exodus Journal
Alone in his mother’s famous study, Fendrael finds a mouldy old book laying on the counter. It reeks of old paper and leather but curiosity compels him to read further. Is it fiction? Or a true story about a time long ago?
Intro, Entry 1, Entry 2, Entry 3, Entry 4, Entry 5, Entry 6, Entry 7, Entry 8, Entry 9, Entry 10, Entry 11, Entry 12, End (Vol.1)
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Bones are that which keeps you here
Turn to dust and your soul will yield
Forgive this old fool
For the mistakes he’ve made
Leave me be and let the past fade
Fire rained over our heads
fume from the rocks seethed out of the ocean
Everything is quiet now
Except the gulls who shrieked and shuffled happily
Their meals now properly boiled
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