I was at a rave last night only to wake up in the middle of the woods and find myself befriending bunch of wooden wolves and mutated lions. Also to find out that i was some type of king to something called a "Everfree" Whatever that was.
A half bottle of Everclearin clutched in one hand and a letter of condolence in the other. The funeral was this week, just a few days before sweetie bells third birthday. God how do I raise two foals on minimum wage?
Josh is a student at Solar Flare University where he studies computer science, graphic design, and a third subject he did not expect to take: Anthropology.
New worlds are just a thing of fantasy. That's what we have been told since our birth, that reality is only what we can see, hear, taste, feel and smell. Could anyone handle it if that golden rule was broken?