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The Waters of Oricum
The mist rose above the canyon, hiding the dangers that lay beneath it. The mystical section of the planet that was off-limits to the colonists but had always drawn him to the brink of venturing into the mist, but he’d never entirely gone—until today. He had two days off, and he decided to explore. Hauling his backpack on his shoulders and adjusting the straps one last time, Randy Robertson stepped into the deep curtain of mist that lay before him.
By Kenneth Lawson3 years ago in Fiction











