Little fire dancers, flicker in the flame, waiting to be noticed. Their bodies hypnotic as they move to silent music.
The historical house survived, renovated as a tourist attraction. The game paid an absorbent amount to stay. Photographers, TV crews
Note: This story started to form a couple of days after I posted last week’s story (more infighting with the
Note: I tried so hard to continue the Greek mythology theme this week but nothing came. So to keep Dale
Note for Tannille followers: A quick reassurance that this post doesn’t feature my fiction and is a rarity. Thank you