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Halloween Part I: A Man and a Scythe

“What should we do?” asked the man with the scythe to the girl without. He stood on the precipice, while she sat at his feet, her tears draining down her rag doll cheeks, staining into the fabric. “Flee,” she whimpered, straining her stitches, letting… Continue Reading “Halloween Part I: A Man and a Scythe”