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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Island fantasy: 6 of 6

I don't how I got here, or why. I don't when I arrived, or for how long this has gone on. All I know is that I am here, on this very small island. Alone. Lately I have surmised that I arrived by boat. The more I think about it the more I believe it to be true. Perhaps it is not, though, it probably doesn't matter anyway. The island, as I have said, is small. So small that sometimes I dwarf it, though it definitely expands at times, so much so that cannot see from one end to the other. It is neither hot nor cold, but when the island grows I feel a sharp breeze. When it contracts I am stifle...
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