The Passport by C Alexis

As the sun shelters behind the conference of clouds, Tamsin trod the three treads down -down-down into a stark storage room. Flicking on the overhead fluorescent lights, bathing the room in a bluish tint, Tamsin shivers as her eyes survey the stack of boxes, waiting for her like a cardboard castle to subdue. Two pieces...

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