HelaSvart: Falling
Blackness was all I knew. If I stopped falling, if I tried to catch myself, I would be lost. A …
Blackness was all I knew. If I stopped falling, if I tried to catch myself, I would be lost. A …
“Are you sure this is going to work?” Hel said skeptically as she pushed the marshmallow onto the bamboo skewer. …
“I have a present for you,” Hel said with a smile. She drew me through the halls of her castle …
“You probably should come to bed,” Hel whispered in my ear, arms draped over me. “It’s nearly four a.m. love.” …
So The other day I was reading a set of short stories that all followed a list of chapter titles, …