Tuesday, March 08, 2005
The massive field
There were a bunch of people who were on a mass migration or journey. They were walking across a gigantic field for years on end. Often the things they saw were very beautiful and usually the weather was pretty good. But sometimes someone would get too sick to continue, or someone would get bit by a scorpion or snake, or be struck by lightening. The rest would be sad but would have no choice but to continue on their journey.
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