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Lights Out
Deep in the darkest depths of hell lay the light stealers. Content within an endless night, they wait and they watch as the human race goes about their lives. You’ll know a light stealer when you see one, but something about them will tell you not to ask questions. Perhaps it will be their cold…
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The Workshop
I am a night owl. I always have been, and I think I always will be. I struggle with sleeping, and for most of my life, I’d just scroll through the internet as the early hours of the morning crept closer, looking for something to entertain me. Now, my late nights have a purpose. I…