Life of mediums.
Strange things happen around them.
Voices. Sightings. Ghosts.
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Faucet leaks near by.
The slightest touch to water.
Mediums notice.
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The air gets colder.
The feeling of someone there.
Always wear long sleeves.
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Hello? Are you there?
Why do I get to see you?
Are you bound to earth?
About the Creator
Amber Fierce
I am a Canadian author. I get most of my inspiration from adrenaline spikes. From participating in extreme sports to going on dopamine enducing adventures. A lot of my ideas come from my dreams, and my songs come from my personal struggles.
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