My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #121 In autumn, when he came calling, leaves turning, fires burning, tendrils of mist were curling, leaves were falling. In autumn, in the forest dark, his black art ate her heart, ripped her gentle limbs apart, left the devil’s mark. In autumn, he ripped off […]
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