The night was drawing in,... «In a Dark, Dark Wood»
Hell-Puppy23 августа 2016The night was drawing in, and the house felt more and more like a glass cage, blasting its light blindly out into the dusk, like a lantern in the dark. I imagined a thousand moths circling and shivering, drawn inexorably to its glow, only to perish against the cold inhospitable glass.
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