Ziva's Journal: Day 1 Today the firey fury of the underworld was unleashed on us. I am the only survivor I'm aware of. As evening fell, large cracks opened up across the ground.
This is just a short poem about ghosts moving into someone's house for the night. Since it's almost October, in my head at least, I'm already ready for Halloween...
Ziva's Journal: Day 1 Today the firey fury of the underworld was unleashed on us. I am the only survivor I'm aware of. As evening fell, large cracks opened up across the ground.
This is just a short poem about ghosts moving into someone's house for the night. Since it's almost October, in my head at least, I'm already ready for Halloween...