The Blacksmith Courted Me


The Blacksmith Courted Me

“The silver, gold and iron that lies sleeping in your veins could form such beautiful things in my hands…”

Children

The Blacksmith courted me, and as his leather apron turned into a tie, and his hammer fell fallow to the floor, the children we bore became monsters.

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About David

Specializing in the Unattended, Invisible and Overlooked
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