Into the Woods (5)

‘Knock thrice and wait till the moment passes thrice?’ Olly read the odd inscription on a door half their size. What was it with this place and varying door sizes. ‘I must be stuck in an Alice dream,’ she muttered, reading the inscription again as Grams rapped on the door with three clear knocks a... Continue Reading →

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Into the Woods (3)

'Olivia, dear, you're not thinking rationally. You can't just give it up, it's not a thing.' Grams was saying, calmly seated at the dining table as Olly paced anxiously in front of the hearth. It was an old hearth in an insanely old home that her oldies refused to sell and move out of. It... Continue Reading →

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