Morgan Ravensong
Joined February 2020
0 stories
Bio
Varied tastes, can write about the metaphysical for days, and loves to write fiction and compose music. Perhaps I can find a niche here? We shall see.
Stories (1/0)
Harbinger
Sarah screamed from where she was bound and held down, her red eyes glittering with tears of fright, the hot salt-water trickling down her cheeks, the frigid air nearly freezing the skin where the liquid touched her. The jaws of terror held her fast, despite her struggle against her physical bonds.
By Morgan Ravensong4 years ago in Horror
