“Legend says that an ancient Indian burial site was hidden deep within this cave network, which, of course, comes with lost treasure guarded by deadly traps.”
The best part about my job is that I work from home. You’ll never hear me complain about the commute.
There was a classic vintage to that, the musty smell of warped paper and the grit dusting the pages, reminding the youths that what they were doing was, in every sense, dirty. Continue reading
C0140 had her path all set out for her in life. Continue reading
Thousands passed the polychromic mark of their clan daily, unwitting witnesses to something akin to a bubble in glass, an imperfection that perfectly captures a single moment in time. Continue reading
“The ship’s sinking! Further down every second. You won’t make it back. Neither of you will.” Continue reading
For the three years of his employment at Banda Leone, Hester’s chief – and sometimes sole – joy had been to steal from the communal fridge. Continue reading