“Thanks, Ian, but sometimes there’s just nothing you can do.” Her feet moved forward again towards the center of Lacsar Forest. “That’s… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Why don’t you just spit it out?” she said sharply. “Just say what I know you’re dying to say— ‘Eena, I told… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“It seems there is more interest in sunsets than sunrises. Perhaps because innately we fear the dark.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
