A Midwinter´s Night #WriteTribe #Fiction

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I was trying my best to speed across the death valley. My heart was racing faster with every curve that the rickety path threw my way. I could feel my palms getting sweaty against the steering wheel and my eyes were getting shifty and blurry making it alm

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Tina Sequeira

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