Published: May 7th 2023, 5:55:01 pm
| OG STORY POST |
Greywater Gardens lives up to its name, I thought, as I made my way up the damp concrete slabs, bridging across the stagnant pond. Everywhere leading up to the ashen, decrepit house was lined by rotten flowers and the congealed faeces of cats, dogs and other animals. The water itself looked like it had remained the same for centuries. This place is dead. As dead as I am.
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