The dark, black sky is my canvas. I can write anything that I need. I can draw anything that I feel. The woolly clouds are the drawings. The sparkling stars give a shiny look to the painting. The surr...
The dark, black sky is my canvas. I can write anything that I need. I can draw anything that I feel. The woolly clouds are the drawings. The sparkling stars give a shiny look to the painting. The surr...
A heart-pounding oneshot thriller of the first time for a killer the world will know to fear.
Chapter one of a stroy about stormy, dark, cold nights and secrets they hide