Thursday, January 11, 2018

Listen from within...


Water. Ghost by Lady Dementia.






Water. Ghosts, they were chasing her... 

Previous Pinner: Panic rose in her throat as she merged deeper into the sea. The salty air stuck to her skin, mingling with sweat, her eyes darting back to shore. They were chasing her. She hurried farther away, facing a new fear altogether. She couldn't swim... storyteller unnamed 



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