June 20, 2009
I woke sometime in the early hours, laid flat on my back in the cool, damp air of TrailofAnts Towers (a tent in mid-west Australia). Four strangers appeared to be sat cross-legged at the foot of my bed, though Reb was completely unaware, softly twitching at her dreams. A well-presented woman slid me a black […]
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June 15, 2009
Her eyes look cold, like a pair of dried up wishing wells. Her face and torso swollen, reducing the stalk of her neck to a blunt junction. Deep black hair, yanked back to reveal the delta of a clammy forehead, from which the bridge of her nose leads down between puffy cheeks and a stern […]
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