and sheA Chapter by Lyn Andersondeath- and
she cackled, the sound grating, nails on slate. - and I was falling tumbling flailing grasping for hands that were not there -and death. © 2016 Lyn AndersonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLyn AndersonToronto, Ontario, CanadaAboutI write under a pseudonym. I don't do Read Requests, but you can PM me if you want me to read something specific. I make friends with people who I read and interact with. I won't accept random reque.. more..Writing
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