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Weekly Contest #358
The mountainside plummets into the wet ground where it meets the forest, stretched out like an old, forgotten painting. It even smells the same. Like Rot. Sour, metallic rot. A smell that used to cling to my clothes long after I left this place behind. My jaw tightens as I take it all in, memories crawling their way back to the present. I was supposed to rid myself of this place. Liora forbade me from ever considering it again. I never expected to find myself here once more. The forest’s scent fills my lungs, bringing with it the realizatio...
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