SIGHS IN THE DARKROOM

Sighs in the Darkroom

The potions swirled frantically in their trays, casting a sickly yellow glow on the walls. Each click of the timer sent a fresh wave of nervousness through me. I stood there, motionless, as the whispers whispered from the gloom. Were they coming from the enlarger? Or perhaps it was just my own fear playing tricks on me? A shivering sensation ran do

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