Amara Neligh
Joined January 2021
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These Walls
Mud tore through the gravel path leading to the once beautifully carved wooden door. Faces of angels, sitting on either side of the path, had faded to sad stone monsters watching helplessly from their cemented prison. Ivy clawed and climbed its way to the door, pushed it slightly ajar. A shiny new silver padlock hung off the cracked oak handles.
By Amara Neligh5 years ago in Horror
