April 2009
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Escape To Where?
His mother was there. He only knew this only because he felt it. The shape before him was more of a suggestion, it’s actual form shifting constantly. Growing and shrinking, flickering wildly, like the flame on a wick. Her body sent a shiver down his spine which he could only feel in thought. With it’s pale figure and continuous distortion of dimension it was an unsettling sight. Her...