mundane fantasy
TagRounds
Demetri flipped his feeble legs over the edge of his bed. A chill surged through him as his soles touched the floor.
Two Dead Men Dream of Death
“I keep having this damned dream,” I tell Merlin over breakfast.
Side Effects
Side Effects
Archie’s come home smelling like tequila and cigarettes. I can tell he’s been taking the pills too because they turn him into a total dick. This isn’t me throwing