Abby’s body is against the wall. Her head tilts to the side. Her mind, actively picks up pieces and gathers them into some strange gelatinous mush. It’ll create something, she knows it. The spirit who thinks he’s forced her against the wall, pulls out knives as threats to destroy her. She’s busy with this mold […]
Strange Gelatinous Mush — Daffniblog
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