Cold light cutting through the tunnel from the entrance. Long shadows. That feeling like anyone could be watching
Jana sitting on the side, hand gripping her coat. Ready for anything. You can feel her heart bead loud like a drum.
The girls laying down* in dirty party dresses all the ruffles and bows, but now just shadows on the cold floor . And
Halima “ssssssssh ”* in the middle, finger to lips
Ch 18 is out, join. By reading