Fourmi always hated having to go out late for her parents, especially when she had school the following day. An odorium plant at her bedside released its fumes right on time, waking Fourmi instantly. She groaned, pulling herself out of bed, and having to wake herself up with some cold water to the face. She dressed in simple clothing: a t-shirt, jeans, and flats. Steven dropped her off, bidding his goodbyes before leaving for his job. By lunch time, there was fresh gossip.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
"Witch Story" Excerpt 1
So I know that I said I'd be doing posts daily about this, but this is the first chance this month that I've actually had time to write, so enjoy this short bit from Chapter 2: