‘It’s taken me years to get this far’ she thought to herself, as she stopped upon a thin, narrow shelf. Just over two-thirds up the darkened pit she had naively let herself drop into. ‘The Falling’ had seemed to take forever, there had been a ‘Splash’ followed by a ‘Crunch’ Scars had formed and broken …
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