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Well this is a bit messed up so what about starting a new one...
It is a late afternoon in September. The river flows slowly between the steep, wooded hills of the valley in south-western France. The setting sun shone lights of spectrum that danced on the surface of the current. It is quiet. A man is sitting on a flat rock. He is alone, he sat still, he sat silent, like a stone statue left behind. After a while he bend to look at something - a fish perhaps. Then as he did so there was a sudden splash in the water. He put his hand up to his ear. On his fingers there were curious red liquid. He falls foreword into the river and disappears over its muddy water.
He dived down as deep and far as he could, getting away from the sharpshooter and despite the pain in his ear. Good for him he saw the fish. He retired from the MI6 5 years ago, and now a person wants to avenge him. Vengeance. He tried to hold his breath as long as he could, whilst he swam under the surface.
Well this is a bit messed up so what about starting a new one...
It is a late afternoon in September. The river flows slowly between the steep, wooded hills of the valley in south-western France. The setting sun shone lights of spectrum that danced on the surface of the current. It is quiet. A man is sitting on a flat rock. He is alone, he sat still, he sat silent, like a stone statue left behind. After a while he bend to look at something - a fish perhaps. Then as he did so there was a sudden splash in the water. He put his hand up to his ear. On his fingers there were curious red liquid. He falls foreword into the river and disappears over its muddy water.
He dived down as deep and far as he could, getting away from the sharpshooter and despite the pain in his ear. Good for him he saw the fish. He retired from the MI6 5 years ago, and now a person wants to avenge him. Vengeance. He tried to hold his breath as long as he could, whilst he swam under the surface.
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