Fiction
The Wanderer
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4 min readMay 2, 2024
These were not good times, friends.
The world was covered with ash and dust as often as it was covered with ice and snow.
A man walked in from the gray wastes, a land of ruins and fear, monuments to the times before. He walked and walked, his boots crunching in the dirt and ash.
His dog padded next to him.
