Quiet Voice in Shadow
“Interesting choice,” came a whispered commentary as she pulled the glorious gem from its resting place. A litany of swear words ran through her mind though…
“Interesting choice,” came a whispered commentary as she pulled the glorious gem from its resting place. A litany of swear words ran through her mind though…
She was nothing more than a shadow on the museum walls. She was a quick-moving creature built of air and mist, darting in and out amongst the assorted…
She was perspiring. Heavily. Great slick beads of sweat that slid down the subtle curves of her face and neck. This wasn’t like her at all. It was distracting…