A young woman waited as the man read her manuscript. He was on his third pot of coffee and kept yawning. Was her writing really that bland?
"It's not you, it's just that I have to read every beginning writers work. I fifty more at home just like this."
Oh.
"You do not have to wait here."
"I want to watch your expression. I find new ways to describe a person if I watch them and then I weave a story about their life."
"Interesting."
It wasn't to him. He just couldn't figure out teenagers from this world would wind up in a fantasy land.
Well, he best continue reading.
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Another Home
FantasyThe night that fire and death walked hand and hand was a dark one. There were few survivors and one never knew. Helene was in the foster system with her friend Aiden ever since they were found abandoned in the woods. After an accident, they find t...
