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The Face And Other Stories

Book / Horror

Beneath the moon, pale lips entwine, In bitter kisses soaked with wine. A rose wilts in its crystal tomb, Perfume thick with autumn's gloom. Read More

The Perfume of Dying Roses

Short Story / Romance

"Oh, fragile beauty born to fade" Read More

Hell Messenger

Short Story / Fantasy

I made no effort to retrieve the book; after all, the narrative wasn't well-constructed and lost value ... Read More

Fairy Tale

Short Story / Fantasy

Her sharp fangs cut through the moon's shadow, Her eyes dim, like ancient Greece, Pale as withered longing. Read More

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