Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

As light fades truth is revealed

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Vanity Fair.

The show was over.

There is a house in New Orleans

His eyes suddenly fixed. Time to go.

Until the break of dawn

An old ship sits alone upon the high seas. A single black flag adorning it’s tall masts. It marks time, it’s purpose remains unclear.

Oh, how I love you.

It showed the path for the valley.

Hope had arrived; dawn had come at last.

The story I’m about to tell you took place over a few months in the autumn/winter of 2018/19. This first part is suitable for all but as the story continues, it will be 18+ rated.

The luminance of the lantern dies.