Elenor felt a wave of nausea flow through her body once more as the antiseptic seeped into her wound. The smell was making her head throb and she bent over without realizing it.
The low clouds soon filled the forest with a spooky ambiance, making it difficult to see. The trees sighed around her, and the other forest sounds seemed to fade away.Read more "Lure of the Craton Mountains: Chapter Two"
Elenor sat on a window seat, a book forgotten and left open beside her on the seat. The sun was beginning to set, glowing bright orange on the horizon. Her mind was occupied with other thoughts, her hazel eyes barely noticing the robin looking at her from the other side of the glass.Read more "Lure of the Craton Mountains: Chapter One"