“What have we here…”, came the shrill voice as I entered the tattered hut. “Seeking a match are we?” said the woman standing inside, squinting as I entered. She looked to be at least eleventy hundred years old but I had heard she was much much older than that. Some called her Oracle but IContinue reading “Halloween Challenge, Day 23: Matchmaker (story)”
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