#Flash Fiction – What the darkness promised.
Sounds bother me. So does light. It’s a thing you know, a condition. Although I can’t tell you what it’s called. People talking, clicking pens, supermarket lights, neon signs – it all hurts. It...
Sounds bother me. So does light. It’s a thing you know, a condition. Although I can’t tell you what it’s called. People talking, clicking pens, supermarket lights, neon signs – it all hurts. It...