"Well then, may the best man win!" "The best man? Sorry, are you daft?" Evelyn asked, offended. "Oh, right. Umm. May the best person Win!" he paused. "Doesn't really have the same ring to it, does it?" "Nope." |×××××××|×××××××|×××××××| She was the creative. The calculated. The clever. He was the obnoxious. The excitin...
If you like my other writing, please ignore this disaster of a book that I wrote when I was 12 because of peer pressure from a friend. I promise I'm not as bad as this at writing anymore. Basically, this thing is terrible and cringy (funny though) so read at your own risk. ... Dedicated to my friend - alwaysbewithdra...
"We need to run away from this, Silas." She leant close to the thestral's face, "we don't belong here." She whispered. And her eyes flickered to the disant glow of the kingdom beyond the forest, where the sun rose brighter each morning and where the people surely weren't yet shrouded in the perpetual darkness of her f...