The Old Hag In A Wicked Time – 50 Word Story

“Pretty flower,” a voice hisses from the shadows. “You don’t  really know the true answer, you only allow yourself to desperately believe it is. But like all the answers you have discovered upon this wheel of oblivion, it only houses the truth, for the real truth lies at my feet.”

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