Today was strange. No, it wasn't the usual falling of the birds from the sky nor was it the fact that the lightning was more dense than usual. It was the new person. You see, we don't get visitors. Ever. It might have to do with the fact that our town in surrounded by a barrier that only lets wildlife in. It's Moonlight Hallow, the famous anomaly of the North. People come to see our town as if we were and attraction at a zoo. Tourists flock the planes that soar above us, usually crashing without a trace. But the visitors don't know that. All they know is that we live in a freak show town, never leaving and no one ever coming in. But then he arrived and everything changed.
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PoetryThose little things that pop into your head that you can't help but write down. I suppose it could be counted as freeform poetry-ish. Cover by the exalted @FableWrites.
