Day 1 The ash swirled around me as I trudged blindly up the hill in front of me. My heart beat a chaotic rhythm in my chest, and I wondered for the millionth time what had possessed me to come out here at all. Curiosity was one word for it, but foolishness could be another.Continue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
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