“Beyond the window, a breeze gently gusted―and she heard it―ever so softly, just beyond the panes. Like a forlorn lover, dark waters were wooing her, a wily whispering, gently insistent―Chrissstaaa…Chrisssstaaaaa…”
Fawn Bonning“Like a bellowing beast, he howled her name, his raspy wails riding the gales like a ship on a roiling sea.”
Fawn Bonning, The Leader of Lors“Beyond the window, a breeze gently gusted―and she heard it―ever so softly, just beyond the panes. Like a forlorn lover, dark waters were wooing her, a wily whispering, gently insistent―Chrissstaaa…Chrisssstaaaaa…”
Fawn Bonning, The Leader of Lors“There was blood on the hair of his chinny chin chin.”
Fawn Bonning, The Leader of Lors