Devil's Kiss
The smell of pine flowed throughout the forest; it was pleasant and was a nice change from the smell of car exhausts and urine that normally assaulted Mark’s nose.
He was taken aback by the beauty of the pine trees. Their long, delicate green fingers reminded Mark of the days when he was a child. He would…
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