Extend the Story - Add a Room

The Matching by krazeekitty
You are standing in the barren fields, watching as the villagers beg for food. Everything you were supposed to protect, gone. "Quinn, it's time for you to leave!" Mother called. You walk over in your tattered dress and Mother hands you a chest of clothes. You jump on the back of the wagon that is waiting for you and you are bumping down the road.
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