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Wherein we soil our glove before the Grand Master. Bespell our inbox: gwritersanon@gmail.com Challenge our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we’re woven into deceit. Measure up your story: gwritersanon@gmail.com Writers’ prompt: Amelia is walking down the hallway; her palms are sweating. She looks at her watch and fumbles with a slick package, adorned with a beautiful bow that she is, furtively, clutching. She is looking at door numbers, finds the right one, and walks into… …our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).