Bela stared at the white wall in front of her, brow furrowed in concentration. She formed the words in her mind, sharp and clear with no chance of mistake. I love dogs, the smaller and yappier the better, she practiced once or twice, before moving to say the words out loud. Instead, all that came out was a small feeling of pressure in her head, and ( Read more... )

Honestly, the oncoming storm was a bit much in terms of drama. As if stumbling through dark woods running for your life under a full moon wasn't enough, it had to threaten to rain as well ( Read more... )