Fiction

What is a writer without at least 57 tales to tell? Quite sadly, I have yet to write a story I can love with all my being, but I suppose we all go through the same motions when it comes to the things we create.

Take a breather, sit back, and let yourself be taken away to the many worlds upon which the Winter Wolf roams.

Project Hope
Does Hope know the lengths her parents are willing to go to find a cure for every disease?

I’m Still Here
Two souls imprisoned by concrete.

Breathe
Fifty seven days have led to this moment. Let’s see it through to the end.

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