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Winging It

Winging It

“So, why is she following you? She’s what? Your fairy godmother?” Allen flushed. “No. She’s my ex.” Katerina looked up at the woman sitting, legs dangling, on the edge of the rooftop. She shaded her eyes and squinted. The woman was...
Lyre Hunt

Lyre Hunt

Crags of stone scratched every horizon. No plants. No water. No life. A sea of rubble. A great earthen scar. She was down there, somewhere. It made things difficult. Byndai Kestrel crouched and weighed his options. The food had run out days ago, but he knew how to...