Into Madness

A cry of shock as as cold air meets brand-new skin. A gasp of breath as little lungs inhale air tinged with sweet hay and sour manure. A head of damp, dark hair scrubbed until curls frame a fragile face. Dark eyes squinting in the light of a lantern, pink mouth yawning, cheeks flushing as […]
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Published on December 04, 2015 05:35
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