The Final Piece
*Arielle* I stand before the small, decrepit cabin as I suck in long, deep breaths and calm my racing heart. No wonder this cabin is hidden behind a large building with bathrooms and vending machines. This abomination could ruin the aesthetic of the entire park with its miles and miles of green foliage and its multi-purpose uses. Wood wasn’t designed to last through various weather conditions. It can’t. The water. The heat. The snow. It all manages to warp the wood. The cabin is a small one room building. Must not have wanted it to be too big. No unnecessary attention. Story of my life these days. The cabin has a small wooden wrap around porch. You can see the peeling paint as if someone tried painting it white to hide its flaws. There are vert
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