Blinding Obsession
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A collection of short stories, poems, character sheets, contest entries, and other musings from the man lurking in the shadows. Go on, dare to peek. Better yet, dare to inspire me.
This wonderful idea comes courtesy of the sweet @PrincessLeilana , who believes everyone on Wattpad needs a "notebook" for all the miscellaneous items that don't fit well anywhere else.
Cover courtesy of @TheTigerWriter . It is an older and simpler cover, but it finished my creepy "man hiding behind the mask inside the castle" theme as perfectly as anything could. She is a sweet and talented lady I am thrilled to have met here!
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