The battle cry sort of gave you away. Try not to yell next time.

Any life worth living is going to have risks

Finn crossed his arms and glared at Volusian. It was kind of a bold move, considering Finn looked like a cartoon character and Volusian looked like he ate the souls of small children. For all I knew, he probably did.

No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we'd been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?

Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.

I clung to that spark of hope, nurturing it into a small flame that chased some of the shadows in my heart away.

Life, unfortunately, doesnʹt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.