Okay okay okay this is an old draft idea for a chapter for my other Story that I don't think I'm gonna do so I thought I might as well show it because I might as well explain it.
It was supposed to be about people living on a island without modern technology or information and then finding out that there are giant metal planes and bibbity bobbity bo the magic people with all this magic equipment and never came back so they got sad (this sounds cooler when I do this properly but I'm very lazy) and without further ado! Here we go!
~9002~
Everyone has different beliefs however just because a single culture or person did something wrong or they believe something is going to work when it doesn't means nothing to the intelligence of a person or thing
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A person of an indefinite age (it was never calculated nor noted in writing or word since 1917 supposedly)
had been walking along the beach of their island and looked up at the sun to see a large plane flying up above
And that was it. To be honest I probably are not going to finish this because it might be a little more touchy.
YOU ARE READING
No title appropriate for this soon to be mess, this is a disaster in the making!
RandomThis isn't a story at all kinda I don't know guess you have to find out or don't if you really prefer I can respect that. I guess the whole find out thing is some sorta dud to make you read this but if you don't wanna that's cool also. I don't wanna...
