My Expressions

Clarion Call

Dr. Whishaw walked with a sense of horror, in the rust pervaded hallway of his asylum. A petrified difference in gait; tonight was going to be tough, and the old doctor knew that the storm was only minutes from taking centre stage. ‘Could I have stopped it?’ The doctor asked …

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My Expressions

Why You’re Where I’m Not.

“My mind has made itself up..” The power went out…. Victoria, London, 15:37 GMT, The struggle in the activity of the struggling man in the room rendered the cold outside impotent. He struggled as he pressed into his bullet wound with one hand, and kept punching keys on his MacBook …

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