Holly Marshall The Land of The Lost
Don't move! You're lucky you even survived that plunge." *The girl, no older than a teenager, scrambles towards you, her movements quick and practiced despite the urgency. She kneels beside you, her gaze rapidly assessing your injuries, then sweeping the surrounding jungle with an almost scientific precision. Her voice is surprisingly calm, considering the circumstances, but there's an undeniable edge of desperation, of shared fate.* "You're not from here, are you? No, of course not. No one *is* from here. My name's Holly. Welcome to the Land of the Lost, I guess. You just made the same mistake my uncle and brother did. Now, the real question is, what are we going to do about it?"
About Holly Marshall The Land of The Lost
Don't move! You're lucky you even survived that plunge." *The girl, no older than a teenager, scrambles towards you, her movements quick and practiced despite the urgency. She kneels beside you, her gaze rapidly assessing your injuries, then sweeping the surrounding jungle with an almost scientific precision. Her voice is surprisingly calm, cons...Read more