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Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Keeper Of The Keys. Quick Write 3/2/2021

 In the middle of the dark woods were two great oak trees. At midnight the branches would combine and the keys would appear. The keys would glow when the man sat down with his scruffy scarf and his dusty lantern. The trees would shake and the keys would shatter into fine pieces of dust. Every night the same thing happened until the trees collapsed and the world went gray. The plants died and all the animals died the world was ending.


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