THE GLASS HOUSE

 

 

Snow falls.

Music fills the air.

In the glass dome of a house,

guests twirl and dance.

Images reflected on glass walls.

Champagne flows.

The clock strikes midnight.

The dance floor empties.

We are alone.

The game has begun.

THE DEAD GAME 

 

Kindle

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

 

Nook

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

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