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  1. Introduction

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 1

    I woke up in the middle of a muddy grassland. The mud was still wet from the recent rain, sticking to my hands, face, and hair, which clung to my face, neck, and shoulders. I looked around and realized I was on the edge of a forest. I stood up, my hand supporting my weight. I exa...

    2 years ago 1,020 Words 4 Likes 1,290 Views
    dystopian lost
  2. "I'm hungry. Where can I find something to eat?" I called out to the stall master, my stomach growling with hunger.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 2

    The stall master responded with annoyance, "I hope the Counter Master has explained how things work." He then called out, "Felix!" Felix Stalwart's arrival was swift, and he waved in greeting as he approached me. "Hello, newcomer. Hungry, aren't ya? Well, you're not alone. Name...

    2 years ago 332 Words 2 Likes 376 Views
    trade dystopian lost
  3. "I think I should try my luck in the Barter Alley," I replied, and Felix responded with an enigmatic smile.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 3

    "Of course! But, I don't see anything valuable that you can offer other than the dress you're wearing and, of course, what you have on the inside," Felix pointed his finger at me, his tone cryptic. "I was hoping I could have food on tabs. You know, eat today and pay later," I co...

    2 years ago 462 Words 2 Likes 208 Views
    dystopian lost clothes underwear
  4. "I think I should try my luck at Culinary Nexus," I replied.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 3

    Felix responded with a knowing smile, as if he had anticipated my choice. "Ah, Culinary Nexus, a daring choice indeed. But, I don't see anything valuable that you can offer other than the dress you're wearing and what you have on the inside," he pointed his finger at me, his tone...

    2 years ago 588 Words 2 Likes 211 Views
    dystopian lost clothes underwear mysterious
  5. "I'm drenched and wet. Where can I find something comfortable to wear?" I called out to the stall master, shivering from the dampness that clung to me.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 2

    The stall master responded with annoyance, "I hope the Counter Master has explained how things work." He then called out, "Eleanor!" Eleanor's arrival was swift, and she moved gracefully towards me, her presence exuding elegance. She offered a genteel wave in greeting. Eleanor w...

    2 years ago 493 Words 3 Likes 395 Views
    dystopian lost trade
  6. "I'm exhausted and in need of rest. Where can I find accommodations?" I called out to the stall master, weariness evident in my voice.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 2

    The stall master responded with annoyance, "I hope the Counter Master has explained how things work." He then called out, "Adrian!" Adrian's arrival was swift, and he approached with purpose. He extended a welcoming hand. "Hello, weary traveler. Seeking respite, are you? Fear n...

    2 years ago 333 Words 2 Likes 385 Views
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