“Sat apart from the decay, an area of woodland, which shimmered in green. It offered a kind of radiance Namtilla had never seen, such a hostile paradox to the world she had grown up in. Memories were haunted by fear,… — D.J. Cowdall Copy Share Image
“Sat apart from the decay, an area of woodland, which shimmered in green. It offered a kind of radiance Namtilla had never seen, such… — D.J. Cowdall Copy Share Image
