I was reading The Archangel earlier today, when something peculiar happened. And that something is this:
The blog came to life.
The picture of The Archangel at the centre turned its head to look at me, piercing my soul with its green-masked, soulless eyes of hell.
I screamed so loudly that the neighbours across the street filed a noise complaint against me.
What the fuck could this mean?
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