V in Every Single Senence (M14) WS

     A victorious escape from the Indians. It was going to be a drowning death, but now I'm full and at the other side of the river.What a valor it wasn't, it was easy to get out, and they left the sight after words for another vital meeting. No vortex or verotious swimming viper chasing me. Variety always matters with ropes, this type of rope was among the most common in the land, so I know how to cut this. It was as tough as Velcro, but it doesn't hurt.

     Apparently when I made it to that vital meeting, it had the end of Mohenjardo written all over it.It was like a volcano of voices corrupted the city. I could only veer into the dense crowd to see a dead vole, and 100 dead crows. As another veal of birds fell from the skies like meteors, I could hear the crowds making a scream loud enough to make me vomit. Disease must have killed the ancient people like a vine creeping up a wall over night. This vile act sickened me.

     The people fled to basements like vermin. I and an untouchable were the only ones left outside, the untouchable soon fleeing to another village. The untoucachable lolled in his sandels and screamed like a banshee, loud and as long as an butterfly larvea (aka. caterpillar) from a bug's view. No voodoo will get me to leave, I can take this back to the future for research. I won't just be helping the very past, but I can help the present to fight off this disease. All I need is this starved crow's feather.

     I'm curious about this marveling disease, but how an I hold this grueling feather so long, and not get infected? It really varies what I will do from here out. If you ever watch Animal Planet, you could tell this disease is also in Africa. How did it venture here?