The Mirrors (part forty-eight)
The Mirrors (part forty-eight) She was in the garden. Charleton’s feeble grip yielded to Godfrey’s, that will to live, in defiance of all mischance, all misery. Godfrey shoved at his cousin, Charleton staggered, and both figures flashed through her living self… The thunderclap as before, boom, and boom. But she […]
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