Port of Souls Krin
She slams her door. Shaking the crystal chandelier flickering it on. I feel shit. I didn't mean it. It was just a fun joke... I guess it wasn't.
"You stupid fool." Simon whispers so lowly. Fog is coming out.
"Oh so now you talk" I whisper under my breath.
I had only heard Simon talk twice and this was the second time.
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Crown On My Head
FantasyGoing through editing. I am to be wed. Without a voice, Lacey must find it. Through the hazy fog which surrounds her. Making her unsure and doubtful in her skills to succeed to the top. Where no woman has ever made it. Queen. The princess finds he...
