The Darkness’ Stare — SHORT STORY 𝒃𝒚 Fareha Arshed
He reached for the door and rushed forth towards it; but it was not where it should have been. He felt as if the door had changed its location, like a naughty child.
He reached for the door and rushed forth towards it; but it was not where it should have been. He felt as if the door had changed its location, like a naughty child.