The light glinted off the leather of the ball. She squared her shoulders. It was now or never. The miracle had to happen; the alternative was too horrible to imagine. Her arms rose in a ...
I am a creature of sheer whimsy, choosing to go exactly where my environment directs me. I do have a certain fascination with reading and writing fiction, though, and I hope the universe leads me to become the author I want to be.
I am a creature of sheer whimsy, choosing to go exactly where my environment directs me. I do have a certain fascination with reading and writing fiction, though, and I hope the universe leads me to become the author I want to be.
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