Six months complete, 185 days, a halfway point if you may.
What does month seven hold in store for us?
An impossible rewrite of an ending that was incomprehensible, the return of a day that brings bad luck, a future jumping con-man who’s games meet unknown ends, a house that welcomes sin and, maybe, possibly, the new beginnings of something old…
Plus more Whispered Words from somewhere deep and dark.
Month seven, sounds like a wicked treat..
Until next we meet, sin deep.