So there I was, up late at night, writing flash fiction until my heart was content. I fell into bed with a huge smile on my face. This is what I call blissful craft polishing.
[WP] The god of nightmares has fallen in love with you and tries to confess through terrifying dreams. by silverwolf51 in WritingPrompts
The
sound rumbles again.
My mind scurries through the foggy sluggishness of
Published on November 18, 2015 05:55