The end.
This is the first draft of a story my 9 year old son is writing. It reminds me of those Michelangelo statues where the figures are emerging from the stone with effort it seems.
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This is the first draft of a story my 9 year old son is writing. It reminds me of those Michelangelo statues where the figures are emerging from the stone with effort it seems.
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Reads a bit like Anglo-saxon?
Maybe because you can almost see what it means but not quite
I can see the promise and imagination emerging though!
Dac dac wood is a great start. That's how all the best adventures go.
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