Wednesday 9 November 2016

TRAGEDY

 The grotesque figure dwindled into darkness as night had fallen heavily,but Mary was still searching her brother. She toddled through the wood,following mark's marks in The Star light.
A piercing sound trembled her feet,on turn-in back she saw a corpse hanging. She tripped down, started running.......
A hollow canvas was still hiding her brother from cold, but she collapsed of terrific fear... The stars vanished begin the clouds.. 

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