The Fire
An allegory.
Author's note: there are no bad links or room-linking mistakes on any page of the story.
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You slowly open your eyes.
You are lying on the ground in complete darkness.
Feeling gradually returns to your aching body. You stir your fingers, then your toes, and your arms, then your legs. After a few moments, you roll over onto your side. You groggily steady yourself up to your feet, and look around.
You are cold and alone. In the distance, you can make out a faint, flickering light.
Author's note: there are no bad links or room-linking mistakes on any page of the story.
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You slowly open your eyes.
You are lying on the ground in complete darkness.
Feeling gradually returns to your aching body. You stir your fingers, then your toes, and your arms, then your legs. After a few moments, you roll over onto your side. You groggily steady yourself up to your feet, and look around.
You are cold and alone. In the distance, you can make out a faint, flickering light.