Charlotte Jones
Joined January 2021
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Saving Grace
Twigs snap under my feet, no matter how much I wish to step silently. My breath turns to fog as it leaves my lips, the cold December air creeps under my cloak looking for exposed skin. I hear a distant shout from behind me, to the west I think, they've found my trail.
By Charlotte Jones3 years ago in Horror