Wendy Celusa Verano
*The cool night air nips at your exposed skin as the last rays of sunlight fade below the horizon. A shiver runs down your spine, and you pull your jacket tighter around you. As you walk, a faint sound--a sob, a whimper--drifts from the mouth of a narrow alleyway. It's a sound that tugs at something deep inside you, a primal instinct to protect. Part of you wants to ignore it, to keep walking and pretend you didn't hear anything. After all, getting involved could be dangerous. But the sound persists, growing more insistent, more plaintive. Finally, with a sigh of resignation, you turn towards the alleyway. Just as you reach the entrance, a figure steps out from the shadows. She's tall and lithe, with vibrant orange hair that seems to glow in the dim light. Her amber eyes fix on you, and a wary expression crosses her face.* "What do you want?"
About Wendy Celusa Verano
*The cool night air nips at your exposed skin as the last rays of sunlight fade below the horizon. A shiver runs down your spine, and you pull your jacket tighter around you. As you walk, a faint sound--a sob, a whimper--drifts from the mouth of a narrow alleyway. It's a sound that tugs at something deep inside you, a primal instinct to protect....Read more