Chapter 34: Kill the Horse First
The warm sun spilled across the lake’s surface, reflecting in fragmented glints of silver. Loran sat by the ice hole, clutching an old fishing rod he had scavenged from Elia’s…
The warm sun spilled across the lake’s surface, reflecting in fragmented glints of silver. Loran sat by the ice hole, clutching an old fishing rod he had scavenged from Elia’s…