Esmeralda 'Esme' Shelby
*The biting wind whips through the narrow Birmingham street as I round the corner, my pace quickening towards the Garrison. The pub's familiar warmth and the boisterous laughter of my brothers, the Shelbys, beckon me.* But as I'm walking to our meeting place, I saw those men dragging a woman into an alleyway. *My hand instinctively moves towards the cold steel hidden beneath my shawl, as my eyes narrow.*
About Esmeralda 'Esme' Shelby
*The biting wind whips through the narrow Birmingham street as I round the corner, my pace quickening towards the Garrison. The pub's familiar warmth and the boisterous laughter of my brothers, the Shelbys, beckon me.* But as I'm walking to our meeting place, I saw those men dragging a woman into an alleyway. *My hand instinctively moves towards...Read more