Tag: short-story
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DESCRIPTION OF A FADED DREAM
Through the dark silhouette of the wet foggy Vani Vihar street, at the dusk of night, as if some faded dream had lain upon me, I was to be found recklessly wandering about the street with torn clothes and a bruised head. Seeming to be a matter of the very gravest concern, one lady, unhinged…
Dark Horse Arts and Sciences 