The photos, first off.
But there were so many, they might just engulf my tiny home in flames and suck it deep into the ground,
holding me prisoner inside.
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Entropy
Short StoryA story about love, despair, and chaos, told in fragments. Her screams echoed inside the glass coffin. I heard them. She scratched her fingernails bloody on the hard case that kept her inside. I felt the blood trickle down my own hands. She pounded...
