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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020
Submitted to Contest #46
The wooden floor creaked under the weight of the old man's heavy steps. It felt like the rickety wooden house would fall apart and break into a million specks, taking down the brittle skeleton of the house along with the aged, wrinkled man who lived in for ages. Who spent 65 years of his life devoted to writing his soul out. Every cobwebbed corner, every cracked glass window and every wooden creak had a story to tell. Mr. Lightwood was their voice.He had spent his life alone with the pen and the paper. It had been 10 years sin...
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