🍂 Golden dusk, cold fingertips, and a pen that remembers too much.
I write from the hush between rain and remembrance🍂
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Stories by The Crimson Parchment
Creeping On Her Castle Walls
"Creeping on Her Castle Walls" is an extraordinary journey where the quiet turns magical and the na...
The Fog's Dismay
The Fog's Dismay is a melancholic cluster of prose poetry where mist, rain, wind, and silence become sentient...