LostLabyrinth Writes

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Do you cry 5 days a year?  Every birthday a reminder of what you gave up? Does your heartache when you catch a glimpse of us passing you by; oblivious to your existence? Do we appear in your dreams, both day and night?   Can you remember our faces, our voices, the feel of our heartbeats,Continue reading “Mother.”

The Changeling (2013)

I vaguely recalled a particular story that she had told me once. Something about how the little people in the hills would steal a newborn born child from its mother and replace it with an old wrinkled gremlin-esque creature. They’d get the fairies to cast a spell upon, so it resembled the original child; but this creature wasn’t a child. It was old and grim.

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