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as you walk through this forest you duck under branches and boughs that are the gnarled fingers of a witch as she stirs her dark and glassy potion resembling a puddle you peer into and gasp when the reflection there isn't you
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Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
this forest
as you walk through this forest you duck under branches and boughs that are the gnarled fingers of a witch as she stirs her dark and glassy potion resembling a puddle you peer into and gasp when the reflection there isn't you
a creepy little forest story as something different for y'all <3 i guess this would be more appropriate in october but inspiration hit while walking my dog today
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17/F/pacific northwest
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
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