A Small Knife And A Friendly Breath
The woods had never seemed so dark before. Ian shivered and tugged his coat tighter. Was it getting late? Or was he wandering too deep?
The woods had never seemed so dark before. Ian shivered and tugged his coat tighter. Was it getting late? Or was he wandering too deep?
Nobody knew whether the spire had always been there, for there was no record of anyone venturing so far into the ocean…
“DAAAAD!!” Molly’s squeal cut the unusual silence, sounding both excited and horrified. “THERE’S A CRYING FISH!”
Everyone knew the village Flower Show was a FRIENDLY competition. Lizzie and Dom would be the first to tell you so. And the last people anyone would believe.
At first, the discovery that time travel only worked forwards was seen as a massive disappointment…