Those We've Seen
- LECTURAS 10
- Votos 1
- Partes 1
She receives a message every day at 1:23 AM.
The phantom that wields neither body nor voice becomes the only thing she loves. She's holding onto the ghost of a creature that everyone tells her does not exist.
She was perfectly capable of denying them.
Until one day at 1:23.
Her message never arrives.
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