intrépide; outlanderby lightfromwithin
Alyse Fletcher is lost. She knows she's in Inverness; she knows she's homeless and she knows she's in 1763. What she doesn't know is how the hell she's going to survive...
On the ropesby ss
I wrote this at writing camp a summer ago. I liked it so I don't, it might be worth a damn. The first sentence is in quotations because I didn't write it. And no I am no...