Bleached skin crawls across the body wrinkling around the eyes and mouth. Chapped lips utter nonsense of words strung together by madness of the mind. Eyes faded as an old polaroid photograph once pinned to the wall, yet now lays forgotten covered in dust. Fingernails torn leaving blood in their wake while dirt hides underneath safely away from prying eyes
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Anthology: Into The Dark
Short StoryThe bloodlust was something that haunted him like the sweet perfume of a long lost lover only captured in photographs.... ~ Are you ready for what you will find in this book? Anthology of horror stories written by me throughout the space of a few ye...
