Posted on 14 February, 2019 by Stamphers
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The man in front of him was the nervous sort. The sort of man that had seen things – still saw them. Someone who didn’t want to believe what they saw, for nobody else did. It wasn’t the first time Arnte had interviewed such…
Category: FantasyTags: amwriting, drunk, fairys, fantasy creatures, flash fiction, interview, short story
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