horror,
Literature,
Music,
Personal,
Writing
Ken Mooney
horror,
Literature,
Music,
Personal,
Writing
Ken Mooney
In The Reindeer’s Defence
Song lyrics. That’s the thing. The lyrics sink into your head like this virus, and you sing along, and even when you think about it, you don’t really think about it, until you notice something and the truth all comes tumbling out.
It’s December 2025 and, befitting the time of year, have been listening to Christmas FM. Because it would be rude not to (and because, on the days when I’m working remote, the husband tends to be putting on the radio when we’re having lunch.)
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