“His neck was so long… And slender… had he always been this hot?” — Kieran Wisser Neck Copy Share Image
“I don't like the air," he said aloud. His voice was more serious than I'd ever heard it. "Please be slightly less… — Kieran Wisser Sighed Copy Share Image
“The arrows shot right through the top of Hephaestus's desk chair, through the back and the cushioning and sank into the floor.… — Kieran Wisser Oh my god Copy Share Image
