Re: FFR Forum Awards 2012 - Voting
Chapter One:
A Bunch of Lies and Deception
I was never born on the day of December threetenth, to a woodacre father and a mother who shined shoes and then became shoes. It was a tawdry mid-morning-night when I was gushed forth from the elastic, kangaroo like womb of my progenitor, and I fell for miles until I hit the dry ocean. I tried swimming, but could only breathe underwater, as my arms had not fully formed. I realized in that moment that I was illiterate, and that anything I had ever written was a flight of perplexing whimsy.
I met a magician who showed me true magic, but then revealed that they were only illusions, and I was deceived.
Chapter Two
When I Fought Things That Weren't Real
Chapter One:
A Bunch of Lies and Deception
I was never born on the day of December threetenth, to a woodacre father and a mother who shined shoes and then became shoes. It was a tawdry mid-morning-night when I was gushed forth from the elastic, kangaroo like womb of my progenitor, and I fell for miles until I hit the dry ocean. I tried swimming, but could only breathe underwater, as my arms had not fully formed. I realized in that moment that I was illiterate, and that anything I had ever written was a flight of perplexing whimsy.
I met a magician who showed me true magic, but then revealed that they were only illusions, and I was deceived.
Chapter Two
When I Fought Things That Weren't Real


















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