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For Writers Who Feel the Pull of the Moon
A creative sanctuary for weird fiction and genre-bending storytellers—especially those building creative lives in the margins
You found the mirror at this stall. And the maze. You're certain those are clues about where Daphne is hiding.
You go up the steps leading to the mirror maze and hesitate at the entrance. The lights are on, but it still feels daunting.
You call out for Daphne but there's no answer. And yet, for some reason, you know this is where you need to go. Taking a deep breath, you step inside.
When you go to the empty stall, Daphne finds a crumpled poster of the big top. Begrudgingly, you realize that's got to be your next stop.
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