"It was a weary night, to say the least; a night trapped amongst the walls, buried within. Emotively arcane, I could not fathom the reason for my depression—a relentless darkness that haunts one’s soul."
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Cabin Creek: A Dreamscape [Incomplete]
Short StoryIt was a weary night, to say the least; a night trapped amongst the walls, buried within. Emotively arcane, I could not fathom the reason for my depression—a relentless darkness that haunts one’s soul.
Cabin Creek
"It was a weary night, to say the least; a night trapped amongst the walls, buried within. Emotively arcane, I could not fathom the reason for my depression—a relentless darkness that haunts one’s soul."