Fiction: On The Edge

Etta sank down into the white fluff, crushing it beneath her feet. She pulled her other foot up almost throwing it forward back into the snow, sinking and crushing again and repeated the process over and over as the small group made it’s way towards the edge of the forest. …

Fiction: Pale

I don’t really know where I’m going with this, but it’s P and I do want to finish it…Here’s what I have so far. Pale looked around the little room and shifts in her chair. It’s light, it’s airy, it’s nothing like the TV shows. The coffee is nice and …