“No matter how I feel, I would never run away like our mother did,” Fariha said passionately.
After all, killing was killing, whether it is in a line of work or a personal vendetta. Not to say, however, that Ravel didn’t agree that some people deserve to die…Read more "The Raven’s Birth: Chapter Three"
A quiet laugh was heard from inside the cage and a pale, bony hand grabbed onto one of the bars. The fingernails were long and chipped, the skin was almost flaky looking.Read more "The Street Urchin: Chapter Three"
The man was silent and approached slowly, taking care not to step on anything. The young woman was now standing before a dresser which had a mirror sitting on top… The man squatted close to the ground, moving sideways like a crab, to avoid being shown in the mirrors reflection.Read more "Shifting Sands: Chapter One"
(Ravel) personally wasn’t interested. Whether people were intrigued by him or just needed a guinea pig, it was of little consequence to him to ignore them entirely.Read more "The Raven’s Birth: Chapter Two"
Upon spotting Tiga peaking over, everyone’s mouths widened into Cheshire cat styled grins. Tiga felt a shiver course through her nerves and the hairs on her arms stood up on end.Read more "The Street Urchin: Chapter Two"
Ravel was bored, so very bored and the drone of the leader’s voice made him sleepy. Thugs were all the same, repetitive and dull.Read more "The Raven’s Birth: Chapter One"