Six Sentence Sunday — Arborable

Linden, the dryad bandit, takes Trish to one of the villages the king has burned to the ground. She panics and fumbles against what she thinks is a dead tree. On instinct, she turned to it and said, “Sorry.”Trish burned at her stupidity.Then the tree talked.“—elp me.” Moans creaked through the splintered wood. The bark… Continue reading Six Sentence Sunday — Arborable