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  • Pinned - Chapter One

    Chapter OneMy fingers stretch over the fifty-six marks I’ve carved into the wall, feeling each groove as a reminder of each painful day I’ve suffered away from my family. Life ...

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    17 min read
  • Pinned - Chapter Two

    Time ticks very slowly when you are alone. I watch the clock that hangs in the center of one of the bland white walls. 10:45, or fifteen minutes until the ...

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    • Science Fiction
    13 min read


When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind