Exposure Therapy With A Trained Professional
Dr Sonya looked up and wagged her tail. “Hello. Mr Jones, here for treatment of cynophobia, correct?”
Dr Sonya looked up and wagged her tail. “Hello. Mr Jones, here for treatment of cynophobia, correct?”
At first the bookshelf considered its unexpected ‘retirement’ a fall from grace. Going from a wizard tower to a mundane library was quite a shock…
Of all the people to be locked in a workshop with…! “Stop trying to touch the bombs!!”
The group’s torches panned around the dank space, the lonely beams glinting off the murky water pooling on the uneven stone floor and dripping down the walls. “My word…”
This art came to me in a dream. At least, I hope it was a dream. Not - it wasn’t scary or anything. It would just be a bit too BIG if it were real...