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Shadows writhed against the blackness as the echoes of the unremembered cried into the silence.
Staring into the flame, we were transfixed; bound through the enigma of what we thought was enrapturing.
Little did we know our souls stood still, listening to those we chose to neither see nor acknowledge.

~ Morgan C. Morgan
Writer of light, shadow, and the stories between.
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Halloween perfection, Morgan…
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