30th July 2020 — cagneya
Creative writing
- Proceeding the bridge to the crumbling edges of the building , a gate stops oncoming cars. Around the gate, guards patrol the road. Within the walls of the looming structure, lies a wild collection of priceless art.
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The street was completely empty.
The buildings rose from either side.
The pavement was lined with rubbish.
The city had a cool breeze blowing through.
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The cart trailed behind him.
The man