"Why do they call it Shadowood?" I ask as we walk deeper into the forest. Old, dried up leaves crunch beneath my feet as I move a branch to the side, and drops of water from the trees above fall on my clothes from the recent rain. "Because they say that where ever you go, even in the clearings, a shadow is always foll...
~complete~ Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it. And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as...