TRYST – Fractured
We learned secrecy young—two girls taught to swallow our hunger—so we meet up at nightfall once the last lights have gone out.
We learned secrecy young—two girls taught to swallow our hunger—so we meet up at nightfall once the last lights have gone out.
In Ksusha's village of Chudovo, everyone knew the wolf. He appeared at the edge of the forest whenever there was a wedding feast.
We had no one to ask but each other, and we had no answers.
Its pink gelatinous body, now bloated and round, was starting to curl around the lamppost and nibble the top of it.
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