Sample Text – Emily
The enemy moves first. Nausea flutters in my stomach. When it’s our turn, we make our move. My comrade stands bravely by my side, curiously peeping behind the ancient metal […]
The enemy moves first. Nausea flutters in my stomach. When it’s our turn, we make our move. My comrade stands bravely by my side, curiously peeping behind the ancient metal […]