The Burnt Child ★T.M.R ★
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  • Reads 2,526
  • Votes 154
  • Parts 4
  • Time 1h 14m
Ongoing, First published Aug 06, 2021
Mature
★ 1940s Era ★ Slowburn ★ Seer MC ★ Horror Elements ★

'Well they say a burnt child loves the fire.'
The words sit there on the page and I wonder briefly, wildly, if he'll recognise them. Surely not. But I can so clearly imagine him in his dorm reading them all the same, sitting on his bed, legs outstretched, diary on his lap, lonesome candle lighting his way.
A moment later, his tidy script appears just beneath mine and my stomach twists in horror.
'They say what fire does not destroy, it hardens.'
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