Black as Light, Part 9
I couldn’t believe it. I was really walking back across the moat, headed back for Bottlecreek. Well, actually, I guess I could believe it. I had spent months imagining myself heading back to town triumphant.…
I couldn’t believe it. I was really walking back across the moat, headed back for Bottlecreek. Well, actually, I guess I could believe it. I had spent months imagining myself heading back to town triumphant.…
The leather bound book falls to the pebbles A gusty wind billows up and lifts the cover The rustle of turning pages echoes in the dunes As bits of sand are blown away from the…