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Dear Tragedy: A Dark Supernatural Thriller (House of Sand Book 2)

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by Michael J Sanford


  All I know is that I’m not the man I used to be. Some people aren’t people at all. Every passing days steals a bit of my humanity, leaving not a shell, but a solid core of hatred, tempered in evils you know nothing of.

  Dear Tragedy,

  I know you wrote that letter to me because you think I am like you.

  You thought I would be part of your legion.

  That was your first mistake.

  Your second?

  You could have killed me.

  You had the chance.

  Because when I dream, its not my mind that I walk through any longer.

  It’s yours.

  -Wrath

 

 

 


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