The leaves were still falling and it was colder outside. Moulding pumpkins sat outside houses and I wondered why.
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The leaves were still falling and it was colder outside. Moulding pumpkins sat outside houses and I wondered why.
Life is make believe, fantasy given form
Dark vampire fantasy. Because dangerous fiction is sexy.
A man with dyslexia writing about this and that and everything else!
Crimson's prose, poems and photos
