'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan.
I love you enough to keep you from dying with me... ~ Dane de Falaise
The early worm catches the fishies and all, you know.
The witch reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a light brown chamois bag about the size of a playing card. “ ” Now we’re getting somewhere. Riley took the bag and opened it. She looked to the bottom to find … nothing. “ ” “ ”...
