hi atus redeemed
The floorboards creaked as he steadily made his way up the stairway. He was drenched. His forehead was hot and his chest heaved heavily. With bloodshot eyes, he stared up the dimly lit winding path above him. He was very very tired.
A lot of people had been here before him, he thought to himself. His feet were in extreme pain, but still his monstrous frame never stopped climbing. On his way up he had much time for introspection.
When he reached 'the chair' he stopped to catch his breath. Then he sat there for a while and thought about all that had happened. 'He had to do it', he thought to himself, 'he would never give up'. It was not in his nature.
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A lot of people had been here before him, he thought to himself. His feet were in extreme pain, but still his monstrous frame never stopped climbing. On his way up he had much time for introspection.
When he reached 'the chair' he stopped to catch his breath. Then he sat there for a while and thought about all that had happened. 'He had to do it', he thought to himself, 'he would never give up'. It was not in his nature.
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