Finish It #33 – The Sighting (We’re Not Alone)

Could it be? They looked again, wondering if they could trust their eyes, blinking. Then, in a split of a second it was gone. Here’s my contribution to Her brother stood there, his complexion ashen. He appeared dead, only he wasn’t. The late-autumn wind blew ferociously through their summer clothes, chilling her to the bone, only … Continue reading "Finish It #33 – The Sighting (We’re Not Alone)"

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