The Ravens Who Scream from the Woods, John Brantingham
The Ravens Who Scream from the Woods The ravens are screaming at me today, screaming in a language that I do not know about mysteries I’m sure I can’t understand. They’re screaming from way out in the woods, screaming something about pain, screaming about human horror, and the bloody goddamned pornographic gore that
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