Writerist Stories

two, three, three! one shall flee from which they see. one must hear for whispers roar and cries default taking ones senses out of fault. for the trees have eyes and the air breathes gasps the sea wails mourn and the fire forlorn. keep in mind, for the predator is the prey and the prey is the hunter.

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