InkStains: Day 69
They’re not magic dice. Stanley stares at the pair of them. Brass, he thinks, or bronze — he’s not sure he knows the difference. Could […]
They’re not magic dice. Stanley stares at the pair of them. Brass, he thinks, or bronze — he’s not sure he knows the difference. Could […]
It started with a star. The star burst into existence and burned brightly for a good many years before it grew bored. The star said, […]
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