Reading to Write

My Path to Becoming an Author

Lost Hope

Aethelstan eased the green door open and slid inside.  Light streamed over his shoulder and slanted across a shelf of glass bottles that glowed softly with amber, jade, and indigo liquids.  There was no sign of Magdalena. Nothing was broken or overturned.  Everything was put away neatly, but covered with a layer of dust.  It appeared the […]

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