The Curtain Dances
Short Story I’m sick of the clock ticking. It echoes through the halls at night when it’s dead silent. Peacefulness interrupted by ticks and tocks and struggles for breath from next door. Those...
Short Story I’m sick of the clock ticking. It echoes through the halls at night when it’s dead silent. Peacefulness interrupted by ticks and tocks and struggles for breath from next door. Those...