His breath puffs out in white clouds. The path ahead stretches into the darkness. Mayhap it wouldn’t hurt to lay down for a while.
W. B. Biggs is a writer, a teacher, and an aspiring wizard.
by W. B. Biggs
His breath puffs out in white clouds. The path ahead stretches into the darkness. Mayhap it wouldn’t hurt to lay down for a while.
W. B. Biggs is a writer, a teacher, and an aspiring wizard.