Alas. I am not an option.
The truth, she found, felt smooth, like a skipping stone in the palm of your hand.
Where am I and doing what? You might well ask. Freaky chick, you say? You can't imagine. I am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.
It was Kizzy's first kiss and maybe it was her last and it was delicious.
A dream dirty and bruised is better than no dream at all.
Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic.