(Previous)I didn't think we were going to get past the people with the torches. They'd spread out, and others came racing along the road and leapt out of their cars. Edmond and I both crawled for a long ways, sometimes huddling close together. You do not see us ... you do not see us. I couldn't be certain if the magic worked or if we just got lucky. They moved on.A ditch, half-filled with
Published on February 24, 2017 14:55