Dong district

Stories in Dong_district


Awake but I didn't know why. My alarm hadn't sounded and the room was dark, quiet save the humming of my fan.

by H L

Dong district — Hot, my skin was moist. Then I felt it again, a prickle of cold across my bare chest. I didn’t know what to make of it. I don’t often wake in the middle of the night. Clumsily I hauled myself up and g...

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