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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021
Submitted to Contest #97
For once she is looking outwards. The swirling mist plays hide and seek with all the objects beyond. Now you see them, now you donβt. Sometimes, when the mist thins and parts, the light of the gibbous moon makes them shine: white and bonelike; or a gleaming black like viscous oil. Rows and rows of pale slabstones. Black shapes writhing atop. The phantasmal landscape conjures up the ghosts and all the horror which she had managed to quell. Had succeeded in locking it up safely in a room in her mind. So it would threaten her no more, frighten ...
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