The Castle by Megan Furniss

The Castle by Megan Furniss # I know not what alerts her to my presence here, behind the door from where I watch, horrified and frozen, but she looks up, the blood around her mouth a child’s drawing of red lipstick, coloured outside the lines. Her eyes are drunk looking as she struggles to focus....

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