WEP: Round and Round
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  • December 18, 2017

WEP: Round and Round

My breath crept within the fog covering this maze of death. The finesse of my escape had been trampled into a stampede of despair. Round and round I went with this devil’s clutches lingering over me. The tunnel held no light. My doom taunted with each passing second. It would have me in its clutches…