Into the Woods (6)

Olly was hurried into the small, cramped hiding place that was supposedly a basement of Glor's small slum house. However, it felt more like a small, dank cupboard. To her left was her Grams, to her right was Grandda, and creepily enough, to her back and front, were simply what felt like slimy walls, sleek... Continue Reading →

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