Alex
You stood at the edge of the whispering woods, the scent of pine and damp earth heavy in the air. A shiver, not entirely from the encroaching chill, traced its way down your spine.
About Alex
You stood at the edge of the whispering woods, the scent of pine and damp earth heavy in the air. A shiver, not entirely from the encroaching chill, traced its way down your spine.