The gentle sensation of an autumn chill stroked against her cheeks, but Evangeline kept her eyes closed, and threw the duvet over her face. She
Meet the co-owner of the bar downstairs from the LIAARS office, Aki Aodhan! A Celtic Fire demon who doesn’t realize his own strength at times….
The summer comes to its end Last of its ashes going cold Upon the doorstep of autumn And I lay here Under the dying leaves
I’ll continue to write, to fade into paper. Dry my memories like ink, so that way you will remember me. Whenever you wish to relive
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Iron bars painted against a lavender night sky, protectively guarding what lay within its embrace. A manor with windows dressed in stark darkness loomed from