Another rock that the intrepid author duo conquers.
Inside a cave.
Bliss
Nineteen-year-old me beside a grown orangutan statue, recalling how nine-year-old me once stood beside a baby orangutan statue.
The smallest, daintiest little coyote you've ever seen. Super friendly too
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Verity's Book 2.0
RandomBecause I'm the worst at coming up with inventive titles... New random book. Mostly the same stuff. I'm a hectically busy girl adjusting to the perks of adulthood (buying your own personal block of cheese at the store, amirite?) and enthusing over t...