Seven Generations Of Excellent Literary Management
Ugh. They’re arguing again. What a terrible waste of an otherwise pleasant afternoon. I sigh and stretch one paw towards the flirtatious sunbeam…
Ugh. They’re arguing again. What a terrible waste of an otherwise pleasant afternoon. I sigh and stretch one paw towards the flirtatious sunbeam…
Normally the group wouldn’t even THINK of dabbling in magic, much less scary stuff like this, but Lorna had been missing for days…
No! I was sure this would prove my stupid sister WRONG! Now my nose’s bleeding and my Communion Chip won’t.. Stop. Buzzing.
Each year, the fight between winter and summer left the mortal world cowering. A conflict without end… but two lovers plot otherwise.
Every morning my first action is to touch the Oathgem at my neck and reaffirm my duties. But today I find crumbling, melting shards which fall from the pendent at the slightest touch…