The Finding of the Way by blue-moon-legacy, literature
Literature
The Finding of the Way
In a junk yard, she finds herself running for cover, tears still streaming down her face. Bullets are being fired from different directions. Not at her, this is a previous conflict. Still, she can't risk being caught in the crossfire.
Finding refuge behind an old oil drum and unsure where to go next she buries herself in the book.
"You don't remember much do you?" the voice whispers from behind her. Resisting the urge to scream at the top of her lungs and trembling ever so slightly she turns around. In front of her stands a dirty looking young boy of about seventeen.
"You need to find the Zephyr, it's what makes travelling to other dimensi
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