Now Fix It
He glanced at her, the painting, her.
“It’s almost done,” he said. She took a step away from the wall, but he rushed to press her firmly against it. “No. I’ll turn it towards you.”
He glanced at her, the painting, her.
“It’s almost done,” he said. She took a step away from the wall, but he rushed to press her firmly against it. “No. I’ll turn it towards you.”
It’s February 2nd, and January’s new year resolutions are either well established or already forgotten. But Havok’s Rebirth continues, and we begin this second month with 113 Havok Horde members. Hello, out there, you amazing human beings! It’s been great getting to know those of you who leave comments on the stories. Speaking of Resolutions…
Read it now“You’ve got to be pulling my ever-loving, god-forsaken tail.” Jasper Throe grumbled upon seeing the Gray Book. He unceremoniously plopped down the groceries.
The apples were going to be awfully bruised.
This vellum-covered grimoire had the audacity to splay itself on his kitchen counter as though it were a cookbook.
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