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bone tree, blood moon
- Shea Brayley
- Feb 4, 2016
- 1 min read
All in all, it was an evening ripe for disaster. The leaves shivered. The wind stung. The sky howled. Far off, a wolf howled too, beneath a pregnant pink moon.
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