"Writing is not for wusses."--Lynne Main
Oh! If I were a 'demon'enough, really!
Before she realized it she was deep into the forest. Musty odors hung from the mossy trees and surrounded her with hints of sage. Funny how fate had brought her here far away from Dan and her well planned future. The tables had turned when Slevin waltzed into her world and altered her vision by epic proportions. He challenged her with riddles, the latest which had brought her here. What did ‘release the Krokos’ mean and where would the answer take her?
Been there, done that! :DI've been following Lisa Desrochers blog and I really want to win. She's been laying out some delicious appetizers, and I'm not ashamed to say I'm a girl who likes a free dinner here and again.
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