Leo Glaister
Joined February 2021
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Artificial Nest
The gravel complained under the wheels like frosted paper, and the sound sent deep waves across his head. The tall, wide archway spread the same shadow over his head; rotting beams, ancestral cobwebs and sparrow’s nests sailed over the roof of the car. For a moment, Peter was in the back seat again, returning from the drive to town with shopping or library books.
By Leo Glaister5 years ago in Criminal

