stuck

virginal maiden exited the cave and faced gruesome Castle Landmore
ghoulish feel in the air, grisly murders had been committed here
a chill zapped through her heart, she turned to flee but the crevice closed
she was stuck, facing her most gruesome morbid memories of death
remembering her ghastly horrid childhood had never been more difficult.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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