From Within - Chapter 1
Incubation
In the darkness, there was hardly any sound, save for its own wailing which echoed in the cavernous and infinite abyss that surrounded him. It gnashed its fangs.
It was hungry. There were creatures that slithered, crawled and flew close enough to feed upon, and there was moss and mold and dripping nectars of such shar…
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