Forward, into Violet Sunset By Deborah L. Davitt
Forward, into Violet Sunset By Deborah L. Davitt I picked up the sword as it fell from my brother’s dying hands. Tears burned in my eyes as I caught it, and it rose without my volition, swinging my arm back through the motion that had taken a king’s head from his shoulders. I saw bloodRead more about Forward, into Violet Sunset By Deborah L. Davitt[…]