ArtConch

23/2/20 Wip title Buried First draft of this short story in progress.... She put on the mask and buried the body, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, she swiped her brow with her coat sleeve. Her thoughts were racing inside her head, mostly fears about the various ways she could be caught burying this small child. How on earth had this day turned out to be so excruciatingly horrifying. The forest floor was damp and smelly. High notes of fox musk filled her nostrils She scattered autumn leaves over the burial patch  and returned the used shovel back into the boot of the car She was filthy, clothes covered in damp mud from all the

............buying a premium membership and putting up some of my artwork Ive been working on this year. I really need to get this deviant art site sorted out and find out more about it.  If anyone can give me help Id really appreciate it.