Joseph Hankinson, 6 january 2012
The boys waltzed up to the door.
The house curved up over them, brick dust occasionally
joining the wind’s smooth flight. A huge iron grill presented itself to them as
elegantly as iron can manage, and the door itself creaked with excitement at
the sight of fresh, innocent prey.
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