Quarantine One-Shot #9 // Yew and Bone to Call Him Home

At the base of the tower was a door. At the base of the door was a question. No one knew what lay beyond it, nor even how to open it to find out. The question sat quietly, waiting, until the prince was born. They said he was mad, and hid him away. He laughed... Continue Reading →

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