The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Nightmares a hundred times worse than what she saw. Now instead of just her being hateful to him or just him dying it was a mix of both. She dreamed of herself pushing him beyond the edge.She tried to point at Leo but quickly fell unconscious.
Lucinda smiled brightly. "Oooh!!"
"Bread, I wonder if they have any sweet bread."