The Box Of Malicia
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Last published Wed, Apr 22, 2020
"Look I'm not going to hurt you, I just need you to listen to me" he takes another step forward his frame looming over me. "You need to come with me"
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Demons, Ogres, Cyclopses and Vampires
Myths are defined as widely held but false beliefs or ideas. That's what these are.
Myths are what parents use to get their child to behave or adults tell to pass time. My grandma being one of them. She would tell me about angels and elves, banshees and sylphs. She would tell me stories she believed were true. Stories I knew were just Myths. But on one dark and dangerous night everything I thought I knew became a lie.
Four friends, One journey, and One boy.
Who would have thought my life would change in one crazy night.
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