Kaingaroo (He/They)
Joined June 2022
2 stories
Bio
I’m a small writer who dabbles in some naughty pieces every so often but the mind interests me most. This leads me to the question, but how far can we push our minds through pain before we reach a breaking point of no return?
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Peasants.
Climbing up the wall, the pitter patter of my feet matched the rain. My crunchy hair was soaked in blood as I ran from the men. I threw myself against the wall once I was over it to catch myself. Flashes of red and screams crawled up my head only to make me petrified.
By Kaingaroo (He/They)4 years ago in Fiction
