garrod arlette

"Don't get eaten! Don't get eaten! Don't get eaten!" Penny frantically chanted as she spun her body behind a tree the wet slithering of a scaly body against the nearby riverbed alerting the girl to her enemy's presence. Shaking, scared of what she might find Penny's hand ran down the left side...

A figure stirred in a dusty stone room, now becoming lit by the morning light creeping through a window. A pile of charcoal lay a few feet in front of him, the charcoal only holding a few stubborn embers. A yawn proceeded a pair of brown eyes opening slowly, a hand brushing through a head of...