
Bloom
It has been three years. She knows she is not dying. She is freeing herself from the confines of being human, from dragging around the
It has been three years. She knows she is not dying. She is freeing herself from the confines of being human, from dragging around the
Hear me young women and heed my tale. There were once three sisters. Beautiful. Carefree. Made ugly. Turned into Gorgons who froze men’s souls. Of