From the depths of decay by SugarSnark

The abandoned mine held nothing but echo and stagnation. There was no light, no movement of air, no warmth but most importantly no one cared to venture inside the unstable structure. When Davyn discovered it, it became a place to hide. Once he had gotten used to the echoing of every sound and the almost...

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