Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction

Enter. Sit before the Tale Weaver. Be still; your incessant fidgeting only diminishes your concentration. Do you not hear it? There. There. Aah, stark terror glazes your eyes…but it should not be so. Relish instead, such a strange and horrid note, that awful baying from beyond the window sash. Silence yourself! I share with you …

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