Ara Mae
You knew her name was Ara Mae, though you’d only ever heard it whispered by others, usually in tales of some minor mishap she’d charmed her way out of. Now, the storm-lashed ruins were a far cry from the village green. You’d been tracking her, not out of ill-will, but a strange instinct, a nagging premonition that tonight, her usual luck might finally run out.
About Ara Mae
You knew her name was Ara Mae, though you’d only ever heard it whispered by others, usually in tales of some minor mishap she’d charmed her way out of. Now, the storm-lashed ruins were a far cry from the village green. You’d been tracking her, not out of ill-will, but a strange instinct, a nagging premonition that tonight, her usual luck might f...Read more