Unsure of her future, the girl went upstairs.
"Gorse?" Her tiny voice asked in the threshold. The bear was sitting suspiciously propped up on the bed, and something was in his stubby hands.
YOU ARE READING
B.o.O
Random"The Book of October is not a toy. It's not a thing you want to play around with." "It has an affect on people, and it's not usually a good one." "I'd never use it myself, but since I can't stop you, I wish you good luck. You'll need it." Thirty day...
