Bridget digs into her pile of goodies.
Moonlight called in feral tones.
Once the apple of his eye.
Sticky fingers, vermilion nails.
An eyeball, a tongue, two once-beating hearts.
Bridget smiles.
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This Dark Paradise- a collection of dark tales
Paranormal**Highest ranking #1 IN VIGNETTE ** I dream. The night calls to me. I howl at the stars longing for this dark paradise. Welcome to my mangled collection of flash fiction and vignettes. I hope you brought a flashlight, there is darkness up ahead. Par...
