Fantasy, Esoteric Liv Ross Fantasy, Esoteric Liv Ross

Burano

The lights are on behind every shining window, but none of them are my home. I don’t want to admit that I’m beginning to grow a little afraid. Is this even the right way?

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Tragedy Dan Buker Tragedy Dan Buker

Drought

In the heat of a dry late August afternoon, a man digs. He’s been digging for hours in the hard soil, giving him only a foot or so of depth for his efforts.

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