Perspective

He didn’t handle perspective well but he could see the house in the distance, at the end of the long avenue of trees, trees that leaned over and engulfed him. It wasn’t called witchy lane for nothing, he thought, unsure, eyes darting, then crunch, the house, damn, miniature.

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