Stra and the Fantastical Worlds of Astra
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Published 1/27/2023A quirky and sardonic dragon-like creature known as "Stra" journeys through the fantastic and mysterious land of Astra, challenging the moral quandary posed by their adversaries as they search for purpose despite the dangers.
* It’s time. I have no more time to waste. I have to get out of here.
* I can sense it, the old man is on his death bed.*
* The shovel is back in my hands. So much for this place.
* There was a time when I thought it would be the best place for me to live, but I was naive and young.
* The door creaks open, and the cold night air hits me in the face.
* They’re all dead by now. Not a soul is alive.
* I will miss them. They were nice people.
* The village was nice, too. Clean and peaceful. I wish I could go back there, but I know I can’t.
* I just have to move forward, now. To wherever I’ll end up.
* I don’t know how far I’ll get, but the shovel is still in my hand.
* If I run into trouble, I’ll hit them with the shovel.
* I hope it doesn’t come to that.
* I really do.
* I slip out of the house, and shut the door behind me.
* I won’t need anything else. That’s one thing I’ve learned.
* I don’t need anything else.
* My only regret is leaving them behind. I wonder if they’ll be alright.
* I’m sure they will. They always were.
* As I step outside, I pause and glance back at the house.
* No, I have to keep moving.
* I can’t afford to waste any time.
* I let out a heavy sigh, and start walking.
* The village is quiet.
* Too quiet.
* I can hear my footsteps echoing on the cobblestone road, and the sound rings in my ears like a gong.
* I’m sure I’ve grown used to the noise from the villagers, and now it’s gone.
* I can’t help but feel nervous.
* I’ve never been so alone before.
* I don’t know what to do.
* I wish I could go back and hide in my room.
* No, I can’t.
* I keep walking, even though my legs are weak and shivering.
* The night is dark, and the stars shine brightly in the sky.
* It’s a perfect night for travelling.
* I make my way to the gate, and take my leave.
* The gate creaks as it opens, but I don’t expect anything less.
* This village was old and dated back to the Early Ages.
* Even with magic, nothing lasts forever.
* I step out of the village, and close the gate behind me.
* I look around, and see that I’m surrounded by forest on all sides.
* The forest stretches out endlessly, like a huge ocean.
* I don’t know where I should go.
* I hope it doesn’t take long to find somewhere safe.
* I put my head down and start walking, hoping that I can get far enough away before dawn.
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