“Claire gripped the steering wheel, pressed the accelerator, and crossed the junction as the light turned red. She drove back to her apartment by rote,

“Claire gripped the steering wheel, pressed the accelerator, and crossed the junction as the light turned red. She drove back to her apartment by rote,
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Happy Monday! I’m trying something new… as it isn’t always feasible to have consistent book reviews (I’m a rather busy one-man-show), I thought I’d try
“Out of all the indignities he had been subjected to, being outsmarted by the old woman was what bothered him the most. He had always
“A monastery’s bell tower struck the noon hour with a solemn tone. The offbeat thump of the carpetbag crashed into the entrance door with glee.
“No, but I can’t count on you, can I? You who live under the relentless and fickle reign of Crastina. You are uncertain, potential, and