An essay for my AP Language and Composition class which I posted for feedback and criticisms. On a side note, I am actually very superstitious and fir..
In the forest of night where murders crow,and creeping mists enshroud the land.Where songs of death chorus in show,and twisted trunks stoop not stand...
"Vincent! Why?" the heart-broken voice rang in his mind."Why did you do this?" Vincent tried to shut out the voice, to silence her wails of grief. He ..