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it stopped being just a novelty and became something special. A flash of pure wildness. Something bordering on magical.
Clocks wind back Windows crack Signals fall Motors stall Long red thread Someone’s dead
Is there a significance to threes?
with a chaotic mess of overgrown plants and tilting trees crammed in around the curved driveway, blocking his view of the main road. If you wanted to be charitable, you’d say it was secluded. Uncharitably, it was isolated.
She was alone in the dark,
Never not terrifying
The platitudes. They rained down on the unfortunate who had lost loved ones.
The Stitcher waits The Stitcher takes The Stitcher cuts The Stitcher shapes
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