The Forgotten Spirit By: Laura Loney Deep within the cellar of the ancient, moss-chilled walls, lives the spirit. To most, it is nothing. A whisper of water trickling in a dry room, easily ignored. Creaking footsteps on the worn wood floors, probably only from the unpredictable mist. It brings a chill even on the warmest…
Laura Loney
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