N.D. Gundersen
Angel
By N.D. Gundersen Prologue The chill of autumn had arrived early this year, and its touch could be felt throughout the elements, the conditions, that defined the human world. It drained the green from the leaves. Undermined the heat of the sun. And throughout the mornings, its gusts of wind pricked at the flesh of [...]
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