Its eyes were black, vacant, and they followed me as I moved about the room. Then its mouth lifted into a grin that made my blood run cold. © Sarah Doughty
Its eyes were black, vacant, and they followed me as I moved about the room. Then its mouth lifted into a grin that made my blood run cold. © Sarah Doughty
Just your average PhD student using the internet to enhance their CV
for those who dream of metaphysical crepes
A critical Stitch.
Thank you for sharing! 😊
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