#GuestBlogger – The Ancient Mist – #Poetry

. The ancient mist crept in slowly that night, reminding her of the friendship of razors, tucked in, under pillows while she slept. As she waited yet another night for her prince to arrive, she prayed quietly that he would be alive, that he would call to her, and set her free from too much... Continue Reading →

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