The Faded Ruin
The letter lay on the desk, the paper yellowed and brittle at the edges, bearing the seal of the City of Oakhaven and the signature of Mayor Halloway in a looping, arrogant hand. I read it twice, the words blurring slightly as the low hum from the floor beneath my feet grew louder, a rhythmic thrumming that vibrated through the soles of my boots and up into the bones of my shins. It was a...
0 Comments 0 Shares 1 Views 0 Reviews