“What the fuck did you do?”


Aston was sitting in their armchair in the library. They were reading in the light of the open bay window, the breeze gently ruffling the papers on the table next to them. Birds chirped and clouds passed smoothly above. It was…peaceful. More peaceful than usual. Something had happened.

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Author: corvidcraft

What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.

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