fiction by Keith Long
Prose was top shelf. I was left with a vivid sense of mystery, tension, and melancholy.
Thank you! It was refined to a nice top shelf point with the help of Sandolore and Brock! (Apparently I can’t tag them in the comments on the app)
My goosepimples puckered. Urban catacombs are where it's at. Great work Keith.
Thaaaaaank
The language was sublime. I felt suffocated and angst-ridden all the way through. I hate car parks (British terminology) anyway. Even more so now!
Happy to help deepen the fear haha thanks!
Literal and figurative descent, friends in low places indeed. Well done.
Thank you, thank you, thank you very much *lip curl and brow raise*
Prose was top shelf. I was left with a vivid sense of mystery, tension, and melancholy.
Thank you! It was refined to a nice top shelf point with the help of Sandolore and Brock! (Apparently I can’t tag them in the comments on the app)
My goosepimples puckered. Urban catacombs are where it's at. Great work Keith.
Thaaaaaank
The language was sublime. I felt suffocated and angst-ridden all the way through. I hate car parks (British terminology) anyway. Even more so now!
Happy to help deepen the fear haha thanks!
Literal and figurative descent, friends in low places indeed. Well done.
Thank you, thank you, thank you very much *lip curl and brow raise*